One week, 2 days out

It's 10:10 pm and I'm sitting here with Roomie and Amelia watching Sheer Genious. So You Think You Can Dance just finished up. I love that Twitch.

Amelia is baking a cake for Mike. A German Chocolate yummy-goodness cake. It's a bittersweet moment as Mike is in the hospital and the realization that I only have one week and 2 days left in Atlanta has set it. It doesn't help that my dresser is in 80 pieces on the living room floor, and I just ate good-veggie-Burger-Joes for what may be the last time.

Tomorrow is my last kickball game. A lot of "last Atlanta" moments seem to be coming early than I thought.

This is my first blog and I'm slightly ashamed. Not because I haven't written one before, but because now I will have to succomb the title "blogger," which we all know will eventually morph into "The most amazing blogger to ever hit the internet." <---- As said by others, not be me of course.

Happy Birthday Bailey!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You aren't alone. This is my first blog I have done in years, so still have to relearn it all and re-achieve that infamous "blogger" title. :D