Monday, September 14, 2009

Livin' It Up


Me and JR partying at the Gallery Stroll


This is Thomas my cousin: he is leaving on a mission in less than a week!

I saw my favorite employee at the running store today. We laughed about how I have a picture of my family on my debit card and how he'd like one too--not a picture of my family, but of his. I told him I'd stop coming to the running store after my race this Saturday and he said "don't say that!" Okay, I thought, I'll come back. Everyday. How will I be able to come up with excuses to go into the running store if I am no longer training for a race? As I left the store he wished me luck...twice.

I drove home, raced to put my running clothes on and started my run. I hoped it would start raining on me, and it did. I lengthened my run about 10 minutes just so I could stay in the rain a little longer. I passed a boy on a scooter and he laughed at me and made some comment about being soaked.

I finished my run, stretched, talked to Jenny on the phone and then helped myself to a d.e.l.i.c.i.o.u.s piece of bread covered with peanut butter and honey. Is there anything better? MMMMmmmm.

At the end of the night I went to Sonic to get a lemon berry real fruit slush. Do you know how many of those I've had in my life? Probably a million or more. I never get sick of them. Or maybe I just never get sick of driving to Sonic and being served by people on roller blades. The last 2 boys I dated made the comment that they had been to Sonic more times with me than they had been in their whole lives. I also made an appearance at my favorite grocery store, Macey's. I didn't buy anything I just walked around. I LOVE MACEY's (Kendall, that was for you).

Now I sit on the floor in my bedroom, listening to my newly chosen blog playlist and writing about my day. I'm also thinking about all the little good things in my life. I don't love my job, but that's only part of who I am. There are a million or more wonderful things about everyday living and I'm so grateful for that!

Oh darn, I can't find my running socks...I guess I'll have to go buy more.

9 comments:

Hannah said...

Ummm, Abby..this is Hannah, your sister. I'm not sure how to break this to you, but I have never met that Thomas guy in my life. I'm pretty sure he's not your cousin. I'd be wary of him if he's convinced you of that. :)

Andy Porter said...

#1 I'm glad Hannah has no idea who that guy is either. That makes me feel a little better for not knowing Joe's family.

#2 I second the "love Macey's" motion.

#3 I have tons of things I want from the running store, so if you ever need an excuse let me know

#4 I think you should have told that guy that he could one day have your family on his debit card. That would have been smooth....like butter.

Jenny said...

Abby, Ignore Hannah and Andy and all those other naysayers. Thomas IS your cousin whether they want to admit it or not.

Jenny said...

You've never taken me to Sonic . . . :(

Sarah said...

Yesterday we passed by sonic and from the street Jared saw a girl on rollerblades. He was amazed! So was I. I've been to sonic twice and no one came out on rollerblades. And, so glad to know Thomas is not your cousin...I was trying to figure out why I didn't recognize him.

Hannah said...

Jenny! Jenny! Are you listening? Come back on here and check the comments, okay? I need to know where you got that awesome, large, antiquey looking map that you gave to Abby. Please?

Valerie said...

Thomas looks familiar. I think he could be your cousin. He's white and so are you. Don't listen to anyone else. If you want him to be your cousin, then go for it. Aren't we all related when it comes down to it?

T-Benz said...

This is Thomas, We share an Aunt, therefore making me your cousin, and Andy I'm a little offended you don't remember who I am, remember that time we did that thing together in Utah, it was uber fun. Anywho, I'm a little confused how Abby is both my cousin and my soul mate, could someone please explain that to me? See ya'll around, in two years... Bahahaha.

Jenny said...

Hannah, I found that map at Flags and Stuff on University Ave. in Provo.

I AM PECULIAR (this is a permanent post. If you have already read it, scroll down to see my latest)

Those of you who read my blog could probably make a list of all the reasons that you think I am a bit peculiar. No worries, I would be the first to shout an amen to everything you could think of. I know I’m peculiar; but let me tell you the number one thing on my list that I think makes me a peculiar person.

I know where I come from, why I am here and where I am going. I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Some of you will know me as a “Mormon” although that is just a nickname. The word ‘Saint’ just means ‘member’ in this context. I believe in God the Eternal Father, that I am a daughter of God, and that He loves me and wants me to be happy. I believe in my Savior Jesus Christ who lived a perfect life, atoned for my sins, died and was resurrected all that I might enjoy the blessing of being forgiven of my sins, and having my body and spirit reunited after death. I know that just as God called prophets in the Old and New Testament times that He has in fact called a prophet to lead and guide us today. I believe that families can live together for eternity; death does not have to be the end of our relationships with the ones we love. Some of you may wonder how on earth I can know these things. As I learn more and more from the Bible and other scriptures and actually live what I learn I see the promises the Lord has made being fulfilled in my life, and I feel the Holy Spirit bear witness that these things are true.

I know, I’m peculiar, but thankfully there are over 13 million other peculiar members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and with each year that number grows. I feel so much joy and happiness in my life because of this knowledge. If you want to know more depth about anything I have said that makes me peculiar, visit www.mormon.org. This website explains in detail much of what I have just professed to believe and more.