May I Ramble?

Been in one of those moods the last few days. I don't know if it's because Jason just moved out and I am adjusting to living alone or what. Something strange is certainly going on in my brain. Hell, something strange is going on everywhere. Here it is, August, and the Chicago Cubs are in first place. What other signs do you need?

I feel like I am at that point where I just need a major change. The last few times I felt like this I ended up moving. That's not really an option at this point, but if it were I'd have to strongly consider it. I don't hate Memphis like I used to, but a different flavor might be refreshing for a while.

I have one friend who is such a habit maker. She has a set routine and she follows it precisely. I admire her for that. But I couldn't live like that. I have another friend who is a bit of a free spirit. Easy come, easy go. She looks for adventure and takes it by the horns. It's a refreshing way to live, but one that I have never been able to bring myself to. I like control too much and if I am just going the way the wind takes me then I feel out of control. So am I really stuck somewhere in the middle?

One thing that I've noticed is that I get more like this in the summer than any other time of the year. They say that most people are effected by the winter time, but I know that the summer is harder on me. I don't enjoy summertime at all. Never have. I like cold weather, football, winter clothes, AND TWINS. Did I mention that the Cubbies are in first place.

Man, Brutus is growing like crazy. I need to take him to be weighed. If I had to guess I would say 80-85 pounds. He turned 6 months old yesterday. I once heard of someone referring to their dog as "my little slice of Heaven". I'm pretty attached to Brutus, but if I ever refer to him as my little slice of Heaven please load me up in the car and drop me off at Backstreet.

I had a great birthday. First I got to spend the day with my family. I had my favorite meal, lots of drinks, and a ton of fun. Beth and I went up and swam and visited. Good Times. I then came back and went out with some friends to RP Tracks. I had way too much to drink (thanks steph, beth, and justin). I enjoyed just hanging out with everyone. I got some pretty great gifts too. The most interesting gift was from Katrina and Holly. They got me the electronic version of catchphrase. Can we say game night? But that wasn't the most interesting thing. The interesting thing was a bottle of foamy soap from one of those smell good body places. (The name slips my mind) Anyway, Katrina has a bottle in her bathroom and every time I have tried to use the stuff it shoots straight out and onto my shirt. Maybe I'm a moron. Maybe I'm stronger than I think. But either way, the stuff smells good, whether it's on my shirt or my hands. So I think it is officially the girliest gift I have ever gotten, but it stands proudly in my bathroom.

I am worried that I may have ruined a great movie for myself. I have been waiting in such high anticipation for the new movie Superbad. But my expectations are so high that I am scared to death that I am going to be disappointed. Either way, mark August 17th on your calendars. I want to get a huge ass group of people together to go see it. Even if I walk away being disappointed I will always have the memory of the first time I saw the trailer and how I almost laughed myself right out of my seat.

Anyway, with the Cubs in first and the summer dog days upon us I think I am going to try to write more posts like this. I like taking a few minutes every so often and just writing about what's going on. For those of you coming to game night Saturday night I think you're going to have a great time. Also, check out the blog next week because I will be posting a review of The Bourne Ultimatum.

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