then and now
So every once in awhile I indulge the narcissist in me and go back through old diary entries. (This is especially true when I’ve had a long absence from writing in my diary.) Tonight I chose to go back to a time of major change in my life – March/April of my freshman year in college.
It’s kind of funny to read back through your diary about “Chris B.” knowing in hindsight that “Chris B.” is your fiance. How cute is that? A time in my life when I still had to distinguish which Chris I was talking about, when I thought maybe we should just be friends. A lot of the details are missing from my diary (you can thank past me for that) so this might not make a ton of sense, but I swear that boy had me so in love I didn’t know left from right. And I didn’t even know I was in love. The start of our relationship was started from so many small instances of things that were completely uncharacteristic of me that I can barely believe I actually did any of it! I was head over heels and completely unaware.
As it turns out Chris is watching the Stanley cup right now. This is significant for 2 reasons:
1. Takes me back to what I was just referring – freshman year! I got to know Chris by hanging out with him and Jeff while they were watching hockey all the time.
2. Someone who actually lives in this apartment voluntarily turned on the TV and turned it to a sporting event which is not the Ohio State – Michigan game. This pretty much never happens. My dad will turn on golf or basketball if he’s visiting, Al will turn on a multitude of sports if he’s over here visiting, but Chris and I? We simply don’t watch the stuff.
Speaking of which, I should probably fill you in on my social life these days. After Chris and I lived here for a few months we finally convinced our friend Al to get a job in the area as well. And then there were 3. After another month or so our friend Drew quit grad school and started job hunting in the area as well. And now there are 4. They’re pretty much our family at this point. Al, Drew, Chris, me. We hang out at least once a weekend (although more often than not one of us is out of town for some reason) and try to get together once during the weekdays for dinner and cards. (isn’t that just right out of a movie? a really tightly-knit group of friends getting together to cook dinner, talk, hang out, and play cards? either that or it’s like we’re senior citizens) I don’t know what we’d do without them – I am so incredibly thankful that they’re here! Rob & Teresa plan on moving here after law school, and we’re going to work on Connor… and maybe Jeff & Julie… one by one we will get them all here!
In addition to the “family” aspect, I also have gained quite a few friends through work. Most notably Jeff and Bryan locally (and Jon when he’s not living in FLA) and then Adam (and Jon when he is living in FLA) long distance. They’re a good time and I really enjoy their company. Chris is beginning to be friends with them, but obviously I’m just around them a lot more. Jeff, Bryan & I have lunch a lot, and then there are bi-weekly happy hours as well as instant messaging during work. I’m starting to integrate them on weekends though – trying to.
This is a lot longer of an entry than I had anticipated. Whoops.
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RYN: Oh, yeah, and I’m sure it will change again. It’s a touch dark for my liking now. But I have no clue how to do any of the neat HTML tricks. I can center things and add images… about it. LOL! So basic OD stuff it is!
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Ryn again: Ah, yes, Ohio. I’ve been there a few times. Not too bad of a place, really. I’m in NC right now myself. Want to talk about some BBQ! LOL! Good stuffs down here, lemme tell ya! I was here for about a year, then I went away for a few months, and I’ve been back now about… lord, maybe a month. Too late at night to calculate, but that sounds right. 🙂
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that’s funny, because i was going through some of your older stuff last night, specifically august/september 2002. was gonna note you how much things had changed and even make reference to the beginnings of chris b.
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