Monday, August 25, 2008

blah, blah: AKA My Manifesto on Life

I don't have anything exciting to write about, but I'll waste your time anyway. Kevin came home this weekend. It's really nice that he is so close. The kids were wild and wonderful this weekend. It was really fun getting to see Teresa and her kids on Saturday (Happy Birthday, Teresa!).

We went to church Sunday and Sunday night [way too hard to get used to for this former Methodist : )]. After we left, Kyler and I went to the car wash. It's a new car wash and I will NEVER use it again. My car is still dirty. Again, I digress. . .Anyway, we stopped at a gas station even though I think I had enough gas to make it to work today. (I had to give the boss a ride last week after she ran out of gas, and I guess I'm still a little skittish about running out of gas.) Ssssssoooooo, we stopped to get some gas, and guess who I saw?! There, at a little gas station in Arkansas, was a guy I grew up with. He now lives in KENTUCKY. What are the chances? It was so good getting to see him and meet his very sweet wife and adorable little girl.

I guess I was feeling nostalgic on the way home. I know some of you hate class reunions, homecomings, etc. I don't. I think it is so neat to see what has happened to everyone. I am not a competitor in this area of my life. I don't judge (or at least try not to). I just like to listen and see the person I used to know has become. My manifesto of the typical life goes something like this:

First, we're children. We know so little but are constantly learning. We know right and wrong. We know what we should do, where we should be, and who we are. We also know exactly what we will be and what we will do when we become adults. Then, we're adults. We still know so little, but most are rooted in their current level of knowledge. We know right and wrong. We don't always do what's right and avoid what's wrong. We have no idea what we should do, where we should be, and who we are. We waste all of our time trying to figure out these things. Before we realize it, life has just kinda happened to us. We look around and realize we're just bumbling along, trying to figure it out as we go. And that's as much as I claim to have figured out. . .