I watched the Majestic for the first time last night. I loved it. I really wanted him to be Luke for a long time (sorry to anyone who was me as of yesterday). I thought Adele was charming. I felt bad for her when she knew shed been duped because she let her heart go again. Right after that I watched Life As a House, which I'd seen already. I really enjoy it. We got both movies on our second trip to Blockbuster...Woo. My favorite part is when Sam is in George's hospital room, after taking a swim in the ocean, and he wheels his bed over to the window to face his house that's all decorated in Christmas lights. I like how George's shoulders were probably wet with salt water.

Today I helped a woman put her shoes on. She was older and a little heavier. She couldn't quite reach her feet. Upon coming up, she let me know that she'd lost 30 pounds. I was really happy for her.


So on the second Thursday of the month all of the ladies 18 and older get together at my church. I'm on the "Enrichment Board" so I help plan the evening. Tonight we had a book review of a few books that we could use for summer reading. One lady's was about learning the love languages of your mate. She threw out this question and asked five random ladies to answer..."I know my spouse loves me when..." Most f the answers were that of service, which happens to be love language number 3. Like when they clean something up or leave little love notes around the house. She said that she knew that probably none of us would touch on the 5th love language which just so happens to be physical touch. She's right, nobody did. I wonder why. I didn't say anything either, mostly because I couldn't think of one single thing that Jake does that makes me know he loves me. It's an all the time kind of thing. I definitely thought about the physical aspect of our relationship, I just thought if the older ladies weren't saying anything about it I sure wasn't going to. I still blush when I have to mark the sexually active box on the forms at the doctors office. I went into the doctor a little bit ago for a "girlie" exam, and I'd been to her before, anyway, she forgot that I was married and must have thought I got around quite a bit because here I was talking about all of this sexual activity...ha, hahaha, it feels so funny to be writing this because I don't think I've talked about it at all with anyone. All rosy cheeks aside, I love making love. Sigh, that's all I'm going to say about that.

Fill it in

I'm a little bloated right now. My belly button is doing that thing where it goes up a little right around the "button" and then swoops down, so there is a very distinctive outline of it underneath my shirt. I blame it half on nature and half on the Oreo pie....and the Oreos and milk...I couldn't help myself. At least I went for a walk.

My summer school is on a downhill slide. I'm glad for it. Today I spent a good hours preparing for just 1 quiz, 6 HOURS! I have 5 quizzes for biology and 3 labs, oh, and 2 different assignments and the test that are due by Monday...I have one week...kind of. I also have a government test at the beginning of nest week. I'm sorry to put you through this, I'm just reaffirming my mental notes. I'm getting there.

I'm looking at the picture of my foot. It kind of looks like it's taken over granite, but it's not. Asphalt. Hmm. And yes, that sure is one of the two hottest legs in the junior class. At least its not bloated.

Jake's parents moved into the house that they've been building for the past several months now. It's lovely! We were lucky enough to get some of their furniture...a desk, a television cabinet (I think armoire sounds too bedroomish), and a chair that two people can sit in. We were going to have them store the desk that we had in their attic, but Jake's dad put it against a wall and said to go with him on it. I'm still going with him, but it goes against every law I know about furniture placement and edge of walls...I live in a STUDIO apartment! A studio apartment with two desks. All in all, I think it's charming.

I have a new favorite shirt at the moment, no shirt will ever top my "Lund Family Reunion Shirt" from '94, but this one is nice. It's green and white and I believe it says Boston Marathon on it...I got it at a garage sale. It was Jake's cousin's. It's comfy and I like the way it looks with my silky, black skirt...and the way it stretches across my tummy, accentuating my belly button...Yipee!


I got my laptop/notebook today. Her name is Eleanore and she's beautiful.

Sidenote: Last night Jake and I were taking an evening stroll around campus when two black, teenage boys rode past on their bikes and called us the "n"-word. I was disappointed.


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