I am such a klutz. Yesterday (Tuesday) I was in the kitchen grabbing a handful of peas (mmm) from the fridge. Of course I dropped some on the floor and when I went to pick them up I smashed my head on the counter. Like not just bumped a little, smashed so hard that I was bleeding. I was so annoyed and in pain that I almost cried. If you have never walked around your house bleeding because of something stupid or klutzy you've done, then you prob don't know what I am talking about. Anyway, I grabbed an ice pack and a glass of water after examining my cracked head in the mirror and walked into the living room. On my way I began to feel a little dizzy. My foot reached the carpet and that is the last thing I remember until my mother was shaking me on the floor after coming home from work. Basically, I must have blacked out and fallen because there was water all over the carpet from the drink I was carrying and my face had a rug imprint on it. Not pretty. I felt really bad for my mom because I know she almost had a heart attack finding me passed out on the floor.

The worst part about all of this is that I have a terrible headache today and a big gouge in skull. I have to take my GREs TOMORROW so that is possibly the worst timing ever for one of my klutzy episodes. I feel so stupid because this all happened due to my complete lack of depth perception and grace. Hello assisted living. I mean seriously how will I ever function alone!? This is the sad truth about my life. On the up side this whole thing has preoccupied my mind so that I haven't been worrying that much about my exam. I guess there could be a good side.

My sorority sister (actaully my Big) got marriend this weekend. Her wedding was beautiful. I was neat because so many of my friends from school were not only there, but in the bridal party. Everyone looked amazing and it was truly an occassion of joy. Here are some pics from Mia's (and Grant's) big day.


Mia and Grant at the altar



They're offically married!!!



Maria was such a beautiful bride.



I can't believe she's married...

Basically it was a great day. Although every hour or so all of my friends and I looked at each other in disbelief that Mia was actually married. It just seems unreal. I hope they are happy. They are in Disney World now for their honeymoon. I think that is the perfect place for them...Grant is totally a big kid. I have to say that I am really going to miss Mia. :(

Here's my turtle Erik...

::Download Flash SWF::

I'm a little nervous that he's depressed lately. Don't ask me why.

Well this weekend should be a good one. I know that Mike's B-day party is going to be a blast and I wish more than anything that I could be there (I really mean that). But instead I will be attending the wedding of one of my best friends at school. This occasion is quite a momentous one for a couple reasons. First off, Maria (my friend) is getting married!! That is so crazy. When I met her three years ago she was dating this guy who she had been with for four year. Now she is getting married...to a different guy! Don't get me wrong, I don't think this is a fly-by-night wedding, but it is very fast to me. At this point, half of the time they have known each other they have been engaged. I hope their marriage works out...they are both great people.

The other reason that this wedding is a momentous occasion is because it is the first "friend wedding" that I have ever attended. There are bound to be more (I already know about another in Sept) and they should all be fun. It's scary to think that it is now fairly normal for my friends to tell me that they are getting married. I am starting to feel old! Anyway, the friend weddings are definitely something to look forward to, even if they do make me a little nervous.

Besides going to the wedding this weekend I will also be seeing Jesse for the first time in forever! I am excited about that. I'm glad he's coming home while I'll be here although it is in the week of hell (translation: GREs are on Thursday). It will be nice to see him again. I hope he hasn't grown! haha.

Well I will check in when this busy weekend is over. I hope EVERYONE goes to the party on Friday night!!! Have some extra fun for me cause I wish I was going to be there too. ;)type

Today I'd like to talk about my mother (random, I know).



I think that having an amazing person for a mother is one of the best gifts a person can have. My mom is probably the human I look up to most in the world. She is smart and determined and somehow she handles whatever comes her way with grace. In all of the stories I've been told about my mother by our family and friends she is always painted as a fun-loving and generous person. It's not that I really need people to tell me this, I have experienced my mother's best qualities firsthand for all of my life. However, sometimes I like to hear what she was like before me. When she could be more carefree and follow her own ambitions.

The most unbelievable thing about my mother to me is that she embodies the kind of strength that often goes unnoticed. She makes everything look easy and never gets to recognition she deserves for all of the things she has been through. My mother never complains or takes advantage of anyone. I don't really appreciate her enough. We have always had a very special bond because for all of my life it was literally just the two of us. My father was never in my life (except to make it more difficult) and my parents got divorced before I could remember. My mother could have easily felt overwhelmed with the idea of raising me by herself, without any family in the area, but she never complained. She was an amazing parent from day one and never let me down or allowed me to feel unsafe. I always knew everything was taken care of as long as my mother was around. She was my best friend, my support, and my strength. I have learned so much from her about how to make the right decisions, even when they are not easy. She lets me make mistakes, never blames me for being human, and loves me even when I am wrong.

The only bad part about having an amazing mother is that you become spoiled. At least I know I have. I can't imagine a life without her. I often take her for granted and assume that she will always be around for me. Even though I know that my mother isn't going anywhere, I should be more appreciative of her. Sometimes you realize that there really isn't anyone else you would rather be with than the person who just left you. I don't want that to happen with my mother. I want her to know how much I love and appreciate her, how much I would miss her if she was gone. Not that she is going anywhere anytime soon... ;)