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where did the day go?

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The girls stayed busy this morning playing and watching tv on and off.  Scott is very busy with the pool deck.  He’s been out there all day.  Emma is begging me to play with her and keeps asking what time it is.  We’re on countdown until 4.

Lexi and I went out at lunch to the jewelry store to get my ring sized but it is closed on Mondays so I guess we’ll have to go back out tomorrow.  We stopped at Subway to have a Mommy-daughter lunch but Lexi didn’t eat a single thing and I packed up halfway through my sandwich and ate the rest at home. 

We got in the pool when I got home.  It felt great.  We got Emma some new goggles that cover her nose and she now will hold her breath, put her head under water and let me pull her around to look at the bottom of the pool.  She has made so much progress even in the 4-5 times we’ve been in the pool just this year.  Lexi is still a ham jumping from the steps and today she was leaned back and kicking a bunch.  I tried to show her how to do the backstroke and she was trying to move her arms but it’s hard with all the swimmies on her arms.

I’m planning to go to the gym this afternoon.  Scott is supposed to help D get their dog over to Scott’s grandmother’s house, where they’re moving in this weekend and D is helping Scott move my old bedroom furniture over here.  We’re putting that in Emma’s room and putting Emma’s dresser in Lexi’s room to replace her dresser/changing table that’s in there now.

In looking back at my old journals, I’ve realized I could care less that I went to the mall on Setp 13, 1991.  What I really have enjoyed reading is how I felt, what struggles I had, who my friends were, things I wanted, what dreams I had.  And I have a tendency to document more of what I did today kind of mentality than anything else so I’m planning to come up with something that will help me document that even if it’s just once in awhile. 

October 15, 1990

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Since I can’t find a diary with an entry from June 18 and still can’t find one of my journals, here is one of the “essays” I wrote in 7th grade about my future.

My Future

I would like to travel into the future and see how I have changed and what job I have and if I have ogtten married or had any children.  I would probably travel to the time 2005.  I would hopefully have a nice futuristic home with a nice husband and two kids.  Also, I would like to have up-to-date- clothing.  The colors of my house would most likely be black and white, or pastel colors.  I would have a happy life. 

The reason I would go to 2005 is because I would like to see how I am doing right now and I I need to change anything about myself or the city’s environment.  Well, now will your life be ? [What??]

What You Should Know Now:

Is it scary that 1990 was 17 years ago and when I looked into the future, it was 2 years ago?  Check on the marriage, children, job, up-to-date clothing (is it funny I was so conscious about that all the way back then?), black in my house and happy life.  Negative on the futuristic home with pastel colors–that doesn’t even make sense.  Overall I think I did pretty good for predicting my life 17 years in advance at 12 years old.

worried

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I went looking for a particular journal of mine in my bedside table to find a Vintage Amy post and it’s not there.  I’m a little worried about where it might be.  I don’t ever throw things out like that and I really thought it was in that table.  I don’t know where else it might be which makes me worried.

Happy Father’s Day

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Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers out there.

Church was a nightmare of sorts.  They cancelled nursery for the service and Scott was working so I had to sit with both girls in the back row and try to entertain them.  Lexi did not understand the meaning of we need to img_5971s.jpgbe quiet although a few times she did try whisper.  That was in between gathering ALL the hymnals from the row–even asking the people at the end of the row by giving a puppy dog look–and stacking them in one stack on the pew (picture captured while trying to find something to distract her) and banging her toys on the top of the pew in front of us.  She also managed to put lipstick all over her place, throw my cards all over the floor and run back and forth between my row and MIL’s row.  And that’s just Lexi.  Emma wasn’t as bad but was sifting through cards, walking on the pew, walking through pews with S.  Thankfully she stayed with MIL once she got out of the choir loft.  I’m telling you if they ever cancel nursery again, I’m just going home.

img_5987s.jpgWe went out to eat with my parents for lunch and then went shopping at KMart and Home Depot.  I went out on a whim and bought some half fake-half real wedding rings.  The gold is 10K but the stone is CZ.  It’s really pretty though and I got it 70% off.  For the past 3 years I’ve been wearing a $30 silver ring from Myrtle Beach since my other one breaks me out every time I try to wear it.  I’m hoping our ten year anniversary brings me a replacement of some sorts next year.

We spent a few hours at home after that when I got some cleaning done and then I headed to church to help take care of an issue with a youth while Scott and the girls went to IL’s house for a Father’s Day dinner. We ended up there until 9 and then stopped at Mom’s on the way home.  They had a bunch of stuff of mine for me to go through before they move this week.  Let me tell you, I was the biggest pat rack ever. I had every story I had written from middle school.  I had an entire leaf collection from science in high school. I  had wood projects from middle school.   I had history papers and geometry papers.  It was ridiculous.  I did salvage a few things including a paper about my great grandmother that died in 1994.  I plan to type that up soon and post it probably.  It had details in it that I had already forgotten about her.  It’s those things that I hope I keep around and reasons I keep a blog now.

So that was the day.  It went fast and now I have work looming in the morning.  I have some documentation to get out in the morning and some production problems to work through.  No L this week, she’s at the beach :(.

One Lexi story from today though before I go.  We always sing Happy Birthday at the end of church and people with a birthday that week come and give a dollar for missions.  I told Lexi to look at me, I was singing Happy Birthday.  She just stared at me with wide eyes for a few seconds, put her hands on her chest and said, “Meeee??!” 

Actually one more story I need to get on paper.  The other night we were all in the living room and Scott and the girls were just playing on the floor.  Lexi put her hands out and said something.  She’s still hard to understand at times and Scott and I looked at each other puzzled.  Then it hit us at the same time she was saying, “What’s. go-ing on?” Probably not funny to anyone but us just because Lexi is so easy going and never says anything like that.  But it was funny to us and one of those things we’ll want to remember.

 Update:

img_5991s.jpgLexi and Emma went to sleep together for the first time tonight.  Lately Lexi has been going into Emma’s bed and then I take Lexi to her crib.  Scott left Lexi in there and she never walked out like she has in the past when we tried that.  I found this when I went to check on them.  Awww…

Sunday, June 17, 1990

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Weather: good 

Today is father’s day.  We gave dad underwear and T-shirts.  We went to go see our old babysitter her husband used to change my diapers!  I couldn’t remember anything about the people or place!  Kelly, Heather’s age, was the nicest, then Jeremy, my age, was hiper.  Cindy, didn’t really like, was there neighbor.  I liked there house, and would like to see them soon.  Tonight was the last night to babysit and I don’t know if Melissa did it or not!  I still like VM!

Signed Amy W

What you should know now:
I have no idea what former babysitter I was talking about.  VM is another boy in my youth group that for a short time I thought was cute but never once said a word to.  I’m not sure about the whole babysitting thing except I think we had a sort-of job at her church taking turns babysitting.

June 13-18, 1993

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Please remember, I was not quite 15 when I wrote this.  And I’ve decided to comment in brackets.

Well, here I begin again, speaking of the small part of my life to share with you.  A part of my life that happens every year in the hot section of the year-summer camp.   My youth group went to Nosoca Pines for the third time in a row.  I love it there.  Of course being a female I must start off speaking of the romance in the week.  At first, I looked at T every minute of the day [since when does looking at someone count as romance], who has the body better than Marky Mark [*shaking head* it was 1993!].  But that changed because a fellow inhabitor of White Pine was getting involved with him [maybe she actually talked to him].  I didn’t want to interfere [oh gosh, i’m so glad i’m doing this].  Earlier GR had said hey to me a couple times and then decided to ignore me totally on Wednesday.  Thursday came along and he decided to humble himself and say hi to me.  Friday our last day came beginning with breakfast where G sat with me by his own choice.  The camp packed up and moved on to lunch where G stood with me in line after I asked him to, to repay him for letting him in front of me at breakfast.  At no obliation, he sat beside me again with S and C, the couple of the camp.  We didn’t speak much until everyone left besides us four when we signed the banner and walked up to the gym together.  We walked back down to the cafeteria leaving G there to help and saved him a seat on the bus with me.  G got on the bus right before we had to walk right back up to the gym to take the camp picture.  He stood besdie me with his arm around me [omg, we touched] while the camera clicked twice [i am such a dork, why would i write that??].  Everyone headed for the bus to travel and hour and a half back home.  G and I talked the whole way.  On Thursday night, B was given a vision that he was going to become a minister when he gets older.  That’s the best thing about him.  He told me he has a job, but not a car [G or B??. I think G] He hasn’t had a date since September because he hasn’t felt the need for it.  he said he became closer to God in that time and if you’re not close to God, you shouldn’t be close to anyone else.  So you can put your attention to Him.  I was like, “So you don’t want to date me?” I’ve tried to not get so goo-goo eyed about him and get my hopes up even though S and J said they thought he liked me.  Well that’s the romance [stop, I can’t handle anymore].  I became closer to God even though last year was more emotional.  The food was good and I only got 5 hours of sleep every night.  That’s why when I went to sleep last night at 11:00 I woke up at 12:30 the next day [i miss those days].  I have to say I enjoyed camp even though I didn’t get on the Catameran this year once [random, but S and I rocked the Catamaren the year before].

What you should know now:

G and I ended up “dating”..whatever that meant apparently.  Up until now, looking back it was a bonafied relationship that lasted at least a month or so.  I remember him making me mixed cassettes along with notebooks with writings that went along with it (I think).  I broke up with him to go out with an older guy from my high school (I went to church in Charlotte and he was from there).  I actually ran into G about 2 months ago at my Y.  I stopped him to say hi and I introduced him the family and he said he lives in my town now.  That was weird. 

Vintage Amy

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Mom and Dad are moving so I’m getting all my old stuff that was left at their house including all my old diaries.  Since I don’t have time to actually sit and read all of them, I thought it might be neat to post one of the entries from the current day and month but from a different year from one of my diaries.  I’m very sure these will be embarrassing.