12:56pm

Sophie turned 21 a few days ago. And of course we celebrated as she wanted. Out for drinks and a simple fun evening with friends. It how I would have wanted my 21st to be like had I not made mine this huge ordeal. So for me, I made the night how I wanted it to be. I drank and made the best of the night. Traece, Beau, Lennon, Roderick and Emily, as well as a few more people ended up coming. And it was an absolute blast, until the next morning when I realized I drank a bit too much. I woke up with a headache and it wasn't until I got up and started to get dressed and walking around that I began to feel sick. I finally threw up a little bit and then headed to town. I felt fine for the rest of the day. For the most part.

I met Dallas and Emerson at Carolines and chatted for a bit before Em head off to SF and then all over the country for the rest of summer visiting family. After he left Dallas and I spent an hour or two talking and venting about life and school and work. Which was nice.
She had to go so I headed home to shower, as I was driving home I got a text message from Karena reminding me about Josiah's actual birthday party I had promised I'd attend. So at 2:30pm I met the family at 49er Fun Park- assuming we were just riding go carts again.. Nope. Instead we play mini golf. When the sun was at its highest for a solid 3 hours. And I was recovering from a hangover. And still dehydrated. It was grrrrreat. I then left after that, since I promised Dallas we would go on a dog walk on Independence Trail and find salamanders. So I headed back home to rest until Dallas was ready while everyone headed to dinner.

Dallas showed up to my house around 6. I gave her a tour of the house and then we headed off. It was mellow and nice and we ended up getting some really nice shots of some cute little salamanders. All in all it was a crazy day but very nice.

I fell like I'm going on more dog walk and exercising in small ways. I haven't weighed myself in a long while but I'm curious to see if anything has changed.

It's the first of July and that means Emmit still has about 23 more days until he comes home. I'm doing my best to stay busy like I keep saying- and clearly I'm blogging somewhat consistently.. so thats a good thing. I just have to take it day by day. I'm working a lot and paychecks should be in so I'm excited for that. Fingers crossed over $500.. it would be a miracle if I made $600. That way it would be as if I'm actually saving something.

Anyways. I meant for this to be short sweet and to the point. But as Corrie says, "I'm a wordy person." I live for the details. I'm a writer/photographer. What do you expect.