Wednesday, June 10, 2009

My Life Does Not Revolve Around Wine. I Promise.

Welcome to the slooooowest week ever. Is it just me or does it feel like it should already be next Monday? It's probably just me.

I have a story to tell and no pictures to show. How sad. And typical. This past weekend I visited some college friends (same group that went to Branson plus one younger sister). I wasn't going to go since weekends are the only time I get to see Michael but he insisted. Reminded me that I was about to be four hours away from one bff and a plane ride away from the other two. And of course he was right so Friday afternoon Kait and I drove to Kansas City to meet up with the group. Saturday morning the girls (sans me) participated in the Hospital Hill run. One did the 5k, two did the 10k, another did the half, and I stood in a long line to get my asiago cheese bagel and coffee. Say it with me: Merd is a fatty. In my defense, the run was sold out by the time I decided to make the trip. Not to mention I didn't want to pay $40 to run 3 miles. That just seemed ridiculous. So I cheered them on and spent my time trying to figure out how I could swipe a free shirt or medal. Did not succeed at either.

After the run we spent the rest of the day shopping, getting manicures, and other uber girly things. Went to dinner that night and then out to several bars. Great, great weekend.

Yesterday I had a wine and cheese date with two 70-year-old women. Both are active and involved, with incredible wit and drive. I have so much respect for each of them. They've told me I remind them of what they were like many years ago and I in turn look to them for guidance. I will miss them when I move to Dallas but I have a feeling we'll keep in touch (they know more about the internet than I do)!

Next Thursday is my last day at the church and then I'm immediately driving to Texas to reunite with one Michael Eugene. We will have been apart nine weeks. I think I've matured a lot in that time. It's crazy how strong you are and how much you can do when there is no one there to help you. A lot has happened over the past several weeks (will share with you later and NO I am not pregnant), and it feels good to know that while yes, I am married, I can still take care of myself (thank you very much).

That being said, I can't WAIT to be back together with my partner-in-crime. 8 days--wahoo!

7 comments:

lindsey fusch said...

so exciting meredith!
you are going to L-O-V-E dallas.
us girls will make sure of it!

Leslie said...

Yay for girl weekends, wise old women, cheese and wine, and reunions with sweet hubbys.

Leslie said...

hubbies?

Jax said...

I don't "do" runs...I do bagels. and any other food really. But no running. Interested to hear about the lots that's happened b/c I couldnt imagine! I mean...so far, a new job for Michael, a sold house, moving, etc!

(Eric's checking online how to do something with his camera and I'm bored...hence catching up on blogs) :)

Heather said...

Hey, are we gonna have time to catch dinner before you skip town? I hope so! :)

Ashley and Lee said...

I completely agree that it has been the slowest week EVER! Yay for your fun weekend AND for this being your last full week away from Michael!!! I can't wait to hear great stories about life in Dallas :)

Summer said...

DUDE ... I could've swiped you a medal. I mean, I got Julie one. And, turns out she already got her own. I'll bring the extra medal to Grand Lake but you must wear it the whole weekend, even to dinner.

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