So last night's Bible study rocked for so many reasons.

but i will tell you the reasons involving the Melvin kids:

I walk in Sean and Cristina's door, and Elena meets me at the top of the stairs and gives me a hug. She then proceeds to be the biggest snuggle bug, EVER, on the couch with me. I love cuddling. It is true.


2)after we "formally" end Bible study, we all sit around and talk and snack and whatever for hours. So i walked in the kitchen to get my snack, and Connor is sitting at the table. He looks at me, and just as nonchalantly as anything, he says, "Could you take your hair down?" *Dena snickers* "What? Why do you want me to take it down?" "Because i like it down." I seriously almost peed myself, laughing. I turned around and looked at Cristina, who was sitting in the living room, and shes like, "what did he say?" And so I went in and told her. And shes like, "yeah, i know. hes always telling me to wear my hair down, too." And then I walked back in the kitchen and he asks me if I can take it down now. Lol. I tell him no. He asks why. I say 'because its already up.' "Why is it up?" "Because i wore it up today." "well why did you do that" LMBO. "Because its easier to do that way, Connor."

I *heart* the melvin kids. it is twue.

Hm. Welcome to the most random post ever.

Its a funny thing, trying to be independant and yet, trying to be respectful of parents, isn't it? I've been thinkin about that a lot, as of late. And experiencing the ups and downs of it. And talking to people about that. Bubby says I have the patience of Job in dealing with mom. lol.

The whole concept of money sucks...imo. I mean...I hate that we have to be so dependant upon if for survival. And that it can put a damper on so many things. So many things have to be waited upon because of finances. Or certian things become "neccesity" that, if it were a personal choice, aside from money, would not be happening. That probably made no sense. oh well.

Congrats to another friend who is is getting engaged. You know who you are. ;) Mad props, man. Very cool.

Sometimes I'm just waiting for the *poo* to hit the fan. Patiently, wating. Not really worried about the outcome either way...but thinking it could happen at any moment.

I *love* the eighties. for real. i do. lots of good 80s songs coming into my music reporitoire, as of late. i have no idea whow to spell that.

sometimes i think that I don't do enough to help people. I don't know. But then, i feel like I don't have enough time to do so. But maybe I do. Maybe I help people in other ways that I'm not aware of. That explanation has been given to me by more than one person. But maybe i need to be more proactive in doing for/serving others.

SOTM, thanks to Kate:

Faithful Man
Ryan Long

every now and then
when the day comes to an end
and the shades are drawn
and we both yawn
and you look at me and grin

there is a secret
that only we could know
it's the secret of our love
and how it somehow seems to grow

got a blistered limb
near the vanity again
from a curling iron that was on
by grabbing the wrong end
lace and silk reminders on the walls of our bathtub
sometimes make me grateful that i have you here to love

sometimes i don't sleep
while you're lying here beside me
sometimes i just listen to your breathing

and i throw up my hands
'cause you know me just as i am
may God make me a faithful man to you
to you

when we're old and gray
and the kids have moved away
and our backs are bent
and our money's spent
and heaven's on its way

when our morning's over
and the sun is going down
i hope that you still look at me
the same way you do now

sometimes i don't sleep
while you're lying here beside me
sometimes i just listen to your breathing

and i throw up my hands
'cause you know me just as i am
may God make me a faithful man to you
oh, to you
to you