Things I love: God, Michael, Family, Friends, & Internet

And I'm back! Did you miss me? Be honest... did you even know I was gone?

I can now admit I am 145% addicted to blogging. I've been without Internet for the last 9 days (9 DAYS)! That's a lie, I've had my iPhone but I refuse to blog using a miniature keyboard. It's more than a little annoying and my fingers start to cramp after 5 sentences. There have been many occasions where I've thought, "Oh I'll have to blog about this!" or "Wouldn't a funny blog title be...." The list goes on. And on. And on... (...)

I have written many, MANY blog posts in my head over the last week and now that I finally have the opportunity to share, I'm staring at this huge white space and my thoughts are a bit barren. Hmmm.

Alright, I know something I would love to talk about: our new home! Remember a few weeks ago when I mentioned there were things going on that I didn't care to discuss at the moment? This was one of them. We made an offer on a home the second week in May but there were several things that had to go our way for it to all work out. I've become extremely protective of our decisions and feelings so I've turned into quite the hermit as far as discussing big issues. We had a horrible time closing on our first home and I was afraid it might happen again. That being said, we only told a few people, showed pictures to even fewer, and patiently waited until the keys were in our hands before we allowed ourselves to get excited. Now that it is ours and is no longer a secret, I can tell you that we are THRILLED. It is similar to our home in Jenks, but a bit bigger and is two stories instead of one. 2/3's of our family LOVES the stairs. Believe it or not, the fat feline is part of the 2/3s. She adores them--who knew?! Perhaps that burgeoning belly will be a thing of the past one day. (I'm not holding my breath.) I, on the other hand, am having to get used to them.

Want to know something else I love about our new home (and all of the homes in the neighborhood)? The garages/driveways are in the back! My BIGGEST pet-peeve with our old neighborhood is no longer an issue: no more gigantor trashcans in the front!! GLORY!

Alright, so below are a few pictures taken the day we made the offer. We have actually unpacked all boxes and put everything in its place but nothing has been hung on the walls and I don't really want to show updated pictures until the house is complete. So you'll have to settle for a few pictures of an empty house for now.

Home Sweet Home:

Our street:

Across the street:

Living room:

Dining room/living room/etc:

Kitchen:

Upstairs:


I really thought I'd be bored but so far I have had plenty to do every single day. I have made 460 trips to Target, BB&B, and Lowe's. I think they know me by name (or at least as "the girl who always looks a little disheveled and hey, does she know her roots are like 4 inches long?") and I have mastered the layouts of each store. I'm also getting more and more comfortable with the area. I am so happy here. There is so much to do, so much to see, and fortunately, so much time to see it. With everything that has happened the last few weeks, I haven't had much time to search for jobs but now that we have Internet again I will pick it up. Sidenote, I am as protective over the job search as I am over house offers. I'm not sure when I grew this turtle-like shell, but I kind of enjoy it and it's a nice protector. Don't be surprised if one day I'm all, "Hey everyone--I have a JOB!" I am by no means judging those who put it all out there, that's just not me. Or at least, not the new me with this bad-ass shell. Turtle power.

Ok, I need to wrap this one up. I never had a chance to write a good post about this huge transition in our lives. I hope to write one soon but we'll see. If it's not written in the moment, it's usually gone (or is just plain terrible, as you've witnessed in this monstrosity of a post--thanks for sticking with me).

One last thing. MJ. I know by this time you all are SO past that, but remember I'm the girl who has been disconnected for a while (9 days people. 9 DAYS!) and I've always been a slow griever. I know the man had his flaws. I know he did bad things. Still, I can't help but adore him. He was obviously very broken but his music... Oh his MUSIC. I have never heard a song of his that didn't make me smile. And you better believe every time Billie Jean is played, I will be the first (and perhaps the only one) on the dance floor. I dated a guy in high school whose family was all Michael Jackson fans and I remember him questioning my authenticity one day. I gave him a look and busted out the entire rap to "Jam," which Justin and I memorized when I was 10. He questioned no further. (I might have given a repeat performance to his dad. Can't remember.)

Anyway, RIP MJ. I know one day there will be one or two little kiddos who will listen to one of your songs over and over (and over) again until they've memorized every single word.

And their mom will be so proud. (She might just sing along.) :)

It won't let me embed the video but CLICK HERE.
If you can't bare listening to the whole thing (you're ridiculous), go to 3:29 for the signature rap and blast from the past Kris Kross (hey-ohhh)!
ps. I still have the entire thing memorized and would be happy to perform for you--just ask. Justin, a rap-off perhaps??