To say postings as of late have been sparse, is well... the truth. I keep thinking about the little blog. About everything it's missing. How lonely it's been all summer. And although I wish it were chalk-full of happenings from the past few months (so I can remember when I'm ninety what I did when I was twenty-seven) for once I'm okay with the lack of posts. All it means is this summer has been full. And truly spendid.
Summertime makes me feel alive and happy. A few highlights, so I really do remember something when I'm ninety...
Dodgeball celebration t-shirt party. Six months after winning the championship. Ziggy's wedding. My car pool ride to Wichita. Me in charge of navigation and forgetting multiple addresses and the map. Marc not knowing White Stripes Seven Nation Army lyrics actually saying I'm goin' to Wichita. Me playing Angry Birds on Marc's iPhone instead watching the GPS. Us going 30 minutes the wrong direction instead. Moving across the street with the best moving party a girl could ask for. Me driving a U-Haul and almost clipping a median sign. My brother, Amber, and Mom saving my life and getting the house in order before a suffered a panic attack. Mom painting a brand new office space for SugarSnaps Photography. Having a real deal office! Joining a new frisbee league. Being challenged. Sprinting and cutting in 99 degree heat and humidity. Not puking. Seriously, not puking. Accomplishment. Schechtman visiting from Denver. Hosting a bbq so she can meet my friends right after the move... without a grill, stove, or oven. Schechtman having to run to the grocery store because I had no salt for the Tres de Julio party. Mexican food needs salt! Royals game with the Brown's. Me choosing the wrong way home through miles and miles of road construction. Piper pulling the covers under her chin once she got to my place and making her dad sleep on the air mattress. Jana's wedding. We goin' to Wichita again. Finding a boat driver. Taking wedding photos of so many happy brides and handsome grooms. Partied with the wedding parties. Had a complete blast. Thank God for his blessings. And for balance. And joy in one's work.
July lake trip. Sleeping eleven people in a two-bedroom cabin. Playing on the water all day. Life jacket diapers, Kenny Chesney, and Miller Lite. The bench. Skiing the next morning too. Blind date gone wrong. A chicken sandwich never tasted so dry. Trips to the farmer's market. Fresh peaches. The Brown's visiting again. Extra lucky me! Pigging out at Village Inn the morning after. 70's just like Mom & Dad used to do. Annie moving in. Another red-headed roommate. Always a good sign. Happy hour celebrating one-year at the dental office. Giggling like teenage girls. Drinking our dessert. Good JuJu. The drive-in. Cowboys & Aliens. Jen and Renee rescuing me from photography wardrobe malfunction. Tequila. Eating a PB&J on the way to D&D. Then dancing out socks off. Schlitterbahn. Lazy river wave pool. Screaming like a pansy on the coaster drop. Frisbee tournament. Playing non-stop for 5.5 hours. Losing big-time each game until the second half of the second half. Winning first and second rounds by one point. Making it to finals. Behind very badly in finals. 6-11, going to 15. So hot. So tired. So can't breathe. Teammates cramping mid-field. I'm cramping. Players falling over on grass. So nasty hot. Somehow tying it up at 14-14. Losing off the pull. An elusive frisbee championship, yet again. Suffer affects of heat exhaustion for three days. Arrive at Milford just before dark. No boats on the water. Skiing across the middle of the lake. Smooth as glass. Right into the sunset. Most incredible feeling. Perhaps an itty-bitty taste of heaven. Sans the algae outbreak. Seriously incredible. Little baby's Baby Shower. Because I'm going to be an aunt soon! Which is just out of this world. Absolutely a miracle to witness this process little momma is going through. Garage sales. And painting everything. Making a home feel like home. Friends visiting. Meals shared. Margaritas and W^5. Belly laughs.
There is still wonderfulness yet to come. A couple more mini-trips, Lake of the Ozarks, Colorado, and a camping weekend...
God is so good. I feel incredibly blessed. And I'm not ready to say so long sweet summer. Not quite yet...
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