Excitement!
Well, it was a fun weekend that just passed. On Friday, after the success of our last date, we went on another date. This time we agreed on a community theater production. I got picked up right after work, and off to Garden State Plaza we went for shopping, strolling, talking and dining. California Pizza Kitchen was where consumption took place. After both of us were positively stuffed, we got back in the car and headed toward the theater. The show was interesting, but the company I was with got me through it. After the show, we drove around and talk for a while, about life and school and things of that nature. It is nice to have someone I share so much in common with to talk with about things like that. When we got back to school, I thought it was only right for friends to meet my date, so we made our rounds through the dorm. All my friends were very pleasant to my guest, which I was thankful for. After all the introductions, we walked back out to the car, where the goodbye's were said, and we both went on our merry ways. Saturday, I worked the decided, since it was a long weekend, I was going to surprise Mom with a visit for the weekend. While eating brunch in the cafeteria, I worked out a ride from the bus station to my house, thanks to my Auntie! After a quick stop at my room to packed my bag, I boarded the bus. When I arrived in my hometown, it made me realize that I miss it. I've spent 19 years of my life there, but Saint Peter's is my home now. I spent much of my time home talking to Mom. I realized we don't talk enough. I don't want to look back and regret not talking to her. I worry about her sometimes. She takes on a lot of stuff, I often wonder is it's too much. Since she has already survived the burial of a spouse and cancer, I guess I can venture to say that she is a very strong person, but everyone has their limits. She even cooked me dinner on Saturday night. O how I missed those home cooked meals. I tell her that and I do mean it, but the dining staff cook for us as if we were their children so in actuality, I get home cooked meals 7 days a week. Returning on Monday was bittersweet because I am leaving for Florida tomorrow to see Grandma, and I have never traveled completely alone before. It is yet another sign that I am growing up. Change is scary, but with the right support, everyone finds their comfortable median. I know I have found mine. To end with a Broadway quote, "I've got no mansion, I've got no yacht, still I'm happy with that I've got."