bits and pieces

i am off today. my (fantastic) boss knew that i was just about to break into pieces and highly suggested all week that i take some time off for me. when i finally dug out from beneath a mountain of work, i could see that, yes, i could use a day off and i didn't have any meetings on friday, so here i am.

i feel a tiny bit guilty...ok, a big bit guilty... because my family is all at the hospital with my dad. he's recovering from a new cancer treatment. there's really not a whole lot i can do for them other than pray. an extra body gets in the way when you're in a semi-private room. but the good news is his doctor thinks this treatment is just the thing to kick-start the killing of more of the cancer in his liver.

jon is in atlanta with sweet sleep. i have been alone all day, and here's what i've done: enrolled in my benefits at work. took max on a long walk. drove to starbucks and was A.PALLED to find out that a triple-grande now costs $5.41. i will NOT be going back there for a while. came home and read martha stewart on my front porch in a rocking chair, drinking my million-dollar-java. and then. i tackled the "spare room."

when jon and i bought this house, we had very specific purposes for every room except one. the "nursery." we are pretty sure we want babies, but really haven't felt God specifically show us that that's the road he wants us walking. so, until he does, we have a spare room that houses the lives that jon and i led before we were married.

there are boxes and boxes of CDs, books, journals, sheet music, pictures. there are paintings and framed art that we've never hung. there are two bases to our washer and dryer. there are 43 pairs of old flip-flops. we've attempted to clean it out before, but basically, we just rearranged the crap. pardon the harsh language, but if you know me at all, i don't dig clutter. at all. this was that one room that we lock when company comes over.

most of you know that after college, i moved to new jersey to nanny for a fantastic family with three older kids. the boxes upstairs hold many of the memories i have of those beautiful kiddos. man, do i miss them. there are approximately 72 journals from that time that mostly have the first three pages filled out...the subject matter is generally (1) i'm homesick (2) i wish jon would hurry up and ask me to marry him and (3) lists. but mostly...it's the second. :)

there was also a bulletin board. the bulletin board hung in my nanny-room in new jersey right beside my bed. it's the kind with the criss-cross ribbon that you tuck things in. here is what i found tucked in:

let me break this down for you:

* 2 tickets from shrek 2

(the movie jon and i took my nanny-kids to immediately following his marriage proposal...the proposal that i didn't answer until after that movie...and dinner...and a train ride into the city. poor guy.).

* 1 ticket stub from a john mayer / counting crows concert in jersey

(if memory serves, this was the only concert i ever attended by myself. and it was awesome).

* 1 ticket stub from matchbox 20 in little rock.

(i flew all the way to little rock to see rob thomas with my friend hannah and her then boyfriend, clint. i bought a one-shouldered top and pink MAC eyeshadow so i could have "come hither eyes" and hannah says she did sit-ups for a week).

* 1 ticket stub from matchbox 20 in jersey.

(notice it was less than a month after the little rock show. i was surely a freak. a freak that had cash to burn).

* 1 disney world and 1 universal ticket

(jon and i visited orlando on july 4th weekend after he proposed to celebrate our engagement...despite the wonderful places we've gone together, this might have been my favorite vacation).

i love walking down memory lane. thanks for indulging me.