Day two of feeling bad, so there isn’t really much to update here. I managed to sleep for more than 3 hours at a time, and up to 6 hours straight. So that was pretty fantastic.

And since Snowpocalypse 2011 is coming sometime in the next few hours, the Ben Folds concert got postponed. Which, honestly, I am pretty dang thrilled about, considering I don’t know if I would have been physically up for going tomorrow. But now I have at least one more day, if not a few more, for relaxing and healing and not  missing my favorite musician in concert because I’m sick.

So, for now, I’m just watching the weather, not really looking forward to the predicted 6-12″ of snow over the next 18 or so hours. Oh well. I’ll just be chillin’ at my parents’ house, and I’m fine with it.

30 for 30 Update: Impending Snowpocalypse combined with Current Stomach Viruspocalypse has set me back a few days. So I’m going to be a few days behind everyone, but I’m going to start in a few days. But for now, I’m going to my parents’ house, where they have lots of comforting things where I can just be at home and it will be nice. There are definitely upsides to staying in town to go to school.

Since today has been the worst day of 2011 so far, I don’t have anything to share. I’m pretty sure I woke up with the flu or a stomach virus or just something horrible, so I haven’t done anything today except sleep, drink fluids, and eat crackers.

So I’m leaving you with the best part of last night’s SNL, the digital short. It’s a Lonely Island video called “The Creep.” I read the Wikipedia article on them last night, and I’m so glad things worked out for them the way they did, so we can have these fantastic videos.

Anyway, back to bed. Talk to you tomorrow. I hope you had a better day than I did.

It was about 75 in Oklahoma again today. I’ll never understand this weather. But you know what I will really never understand? People who think that, even though it’s above 60 in January, it’s okay to wear shorts and flip flops. It’s still January. I will never understand.

Tonight was a really good night. One of my best friends from high school, Kayla, had her senior recital tonight. We’ve been good friends for…eight years? That’s a long time. Anyway, she had her senior flute recital, and it was fantastic. She’s grown so much as a musician over the past few years in school, and I’m super proud of her.

Yes, I’m aware that this is the worst picture in the world, but this is as good as it gets for during the recital. I have a good picture of the two of us and Rebekah, but I didn’t take it, so as soon as I get a copy, I’ll post it. But her recital was fantastic, and I loved it.

I talked with a few friends after, and we were spending a lot of time catching up on the past few years and talking about what we want to do in the future. We’re all graduated or graduating in the spring, and we spent a long time talking about moving and what we want to do for careers. It’s interesting to see the career paths that people I’ve known since high school are choosing. None of them are surprising – everyone has huge dreams and I know they’ll get there, but it just makes me feel really grown up that we’re all making these kinds of decisions.

I’m really looking forward to it, though. I’m really excited. Being grown up is going to be good. I just have a feeling I’m going to like it better than school. I just really hate school. I know everyone says that, but I really do think I’ll function better in the adult world. We’ll see, I guess!

And sine I have the worst headache in the world, goodnight!

I’m going to be really honest with you. Today was another boring day. I mean, there were really good things about it, but there wasn’t really one moment that stood out to me as wowamazing.

I started thinking about it, and one of the most exciting things I could come up with for today was how excited I was to get so many new spring clothes in at work. Because, man, we got some really cute stuff.

And it was 74 degrees today. In Oklahoma City. Today it was 74 degrees. On January 28th. Oklahoma has the most bizarre weather patterns. I’ll never claim to understand it.

Even though it’s January, spring is coming. Spring is almost here. One more month and I can start dressing like it’s spring all of the time. And the next month is February, which is another month for reintroducing fun colors like reds, pinks, yellows, all of that. Of course, now that I have red hair I have to be a bit more selective in my colors, but I’m still really looking forward to it.

And I got really excited about spring.

It isn’t my favorite season. I’ll go ahead and blow that one wide open. It’s just not. Summer is my favorite season, especially if it includes an Indian Summer. I don’t know what it is about it being so hot that I want to sweat off my skin and lie in the pool for hours, but I just love it. I know, that was kind of a gross image. I’m sorry I’m not sorry.

But spring – spring is a good season, too. It’s the time of starting over. There’s a reason they call it spring cleaning. There’s a reason all babies want to get borned in the spring. There’s a reason everyone refers to spring as a time of renewal. It’s a time for starting over, for really embracing yourself as a person.

And if, like me, you’ve changed a lot since the last spring, this is the time to really embrace who you’ve grown into and to let go of any and all regrets.

I’m just really looking forward to the next few months.

Not only because it’s spring, but because after those few months are over, Oklahoma drops directly into the sweltering heat that is summer here. And I, for one, cannot wait.

There is a new 30 for 30 starting on Tuesday. I might join it. I’m going to have to get my act together and pick my clothes, though. Which means I probably need to check out the forecasted weather for the next month. I haven’t done the 30 for 30 yet, really, which is scary. I’ve thought about it, and I’ve narrowed my selections somewhat, but I haven’t done a legitimate 30 for 30 yet.

This means I’ll have to start doing outfit posts, though. Which is kind of scary, but at the same time, I really want to do it. I know how narcissistic that sounds. I know. But I just really like my clothes, and I’d really like to show them off to you. So what say you? Should I do this 30 for 30, really commit to it?

You guys, the reason day 27 is late is because it was impossibly boring. Like, I don’t know how the day could have been less exciting. I guess that part is up to me, isn’t it?

I did have one funny thing happen, though. I had dinner with my family, and we went back to look at their kitchen set-up (they’ve been redoing it for a few months, and it’s starting to look really, really good). We were just sitting and talking, and my dad said, “Oh! Here’s this thing!” He handed me a little brown box and wished me a Merry Christmas.

Of course, I gave him a look like this:

And then I realized it was a late Christmas present, and I was thrilled. I love Christmas. I love it a lot.

But more than I love getting presents, I love spending time with my family.

And honestly, this is one of those phrases that I’ve heard over and over again. I’ve never taken a lot of notice of it, just because it’s kind of cheesy.

But getting this from my dad and thinking about the fact that I know he really, really meant it? That changed it for me.

Anyway, I love my dad for a lot of reasons. He taught me a lot of things, like

• how to find humor in every situation
• it’s better to just tell the truth
• how to build things
• how to deal with all kinds of people
• and a lot of other things I can’t think of right now.

In fact, he used to read this book to me a lot when I was little:

Hmm. This seems suspicious.

And he’s tried to teach me how to change a tire and some various other things in my car a few times, but that didn’t really stick. I know. You don’t have to tell me how lame that is.

Also, he left this comment on the post before this:

I didn’t know that thing was called an asphidity bag. See, Dad? Teaching me new things every day.

So, just, I love my dad. I thought you should know.

And now he can’t get onto me for spending time blogging because I wrote a blog about how brilliant he is.

I had kind of an unproductive day. I mean, I could have gotten a lot more done than I did. I wish I would have. But it was just one of those days, you know? Where you’re doing stuff, and you feel like you’re getting a lot done, and then you look up and it’s been hours and the number of things you’ve accomplished compared to how many hours have passed isn’t quite as many as you’d hoped and where did the time even go?

Ugh. And right now is not the time for things like that to be happening.

But I did do a few good things today. I won’t bore you with the details of most of them, because those are…well, boring. Not interesting at all.

I did talk to one of my favorite ladies yesterday, and among the many things we talked about was this blog. I have this huge fear that only my parents and very best friends read this, because they feel they ought to, and, I mean, that’s probably true, but…if you aren’t my parents or my very best friends, you should comment. I mean, if you are them, please keep commenting. Anyway.

The fun things I did today:

I hung an ampersand from my rearview mirror. And yes, it’s yellow. Well, not really. It’s that fake gold sheen. Paint? I’m not really sure. I just bought it that way. But I really, really love it. I’m sure it makes my car stand out, but that’s fine. If the wire hedgehog on the dash didn’t give it away, then I don’t know what would.

But I really like it all.

But I think this solidifies the fact that I collect ampersands. It’s kind of a thing. This makes my fifth or sixth that I just have…around. Just sitting around in various places in my stuff. Not ashamed.

And the other really fun thing of today is that I got to dogsit Desmond Rubeus Parker for a few hours!

Isn’t he the most?

He’s a goldendoodle and less than a year old, but he’s pretty much the size of a horse already. He’s just really sweet and lovable. He’s pretty energetic right now, but that’s just how puppies are, I think. Especially giant puppies.

I don’t really have a lot to add about that, I guess, except that Desmond is just great and I love getting to see him.

So that was my day!