we care a lot

i talked to steph about the whole recruiter thing and she was like ‘you’d get into it with so many people.’ and they have their own judicial system which i think is fucked up. i don’t know. right now, my sister is making the best arguement against it. i had to push the appointment back to next week bc old navy called up and gave me (poss) more hours for today and i wanted to keep tomorrow morning open (actually, i just coulda sworn that the meeting was this morning and so i called it off. but it’s good bc tomorrow i hafta take my dad to work, drive up with my mom and katie to lebanon so i can see exactly how to get there bc i hafta get her once her camp let’s out).

i’m actually looking forward to going up to lebanon tomorrow. my mom wanted me to go with her today but i couldn’t drag myself outa bed. i haven’t been up there in months.. maybe years. i know there’s this old ice cream shoppe that we’ve eaten at a few times that was awesome. maybe we could go there. there was also a chocolate shoppe that sold fudge, or maybe there was a whole seperate fudge shoppe. i don’t remember.

even if we stay out of old downtown lebanon, i don’t mind picking up katie at all. when i went to that day camp, i loved it. they always kept us entertained and we’d run through the woods like devil’s and we’d go on the mud slide and up to the gazebo and all the different trails. there were always a few that would take you up to the big kids adventure camp and past the archery range. it was the best to run past and feel like you were sneeking around where you weren’t supposed to be. there was the bird watcher’s building and the trails that led up to the meadow that twisted and turned so much that you began to think there was no meadow until you suddenly came out to it and you didn’t want to take anymore, not even as kids becasue it seemed THAT special. always trying to find ways to sneak up onto mt. lookout without being caught by the counselor. froggin in the creek. capture the flag. sardines.

i think my heart is bursting.

~debbi

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