mushy, even for me...

So lately things have been crazy wild strange. Hunter, Ivey and I are all three working and it's weird. To think that Hunter is now a senior, Ivey is a sophomore, and I'm, ummmmm, well older now is a weird, weird thing.

I have been working a lot, and have just gotten a new job, but the official offer hasn't happened, so more details about that later. It's an ironic job, really, given my life, but oh well! I worked all Memorial Day weekend, with the exception of Memorial Day itself. I spent what I thought was going to be a relaxing day by the pool playing some beast-mode volleyball against the most wonderful family and friends. At some point I looked around and seriously almost cried. The smells, the sounds, the feelings it was all craziness. Poppy was cooking on the grill, kids were laughing, people were splashing, the dogs tails were wagging, the sun was beaming down, we were playing volleyball and everything was good in the world. The exact right people were there. (If you weren't in attendance, please don't read anything into that like I don't love you as much, was glad you weren't there, or anything like that. It's just that at that particular time, the people who were there all made my heart melt and I was happy for what was, not what wasn't.)

If you were there, thank you. Thank you for coming and sharing a really fantastic terrific day with me. Thank you for cooking, thank you for playing along and thank you for coming. I really am happy every single one of you were there.

P.S. Gina, Hunt, and Taylor....we kicked their butts, and we will do it again!!! Mother and Someone's son team ROCKED!!!

Rick - that BBQ sauce was good....again tonight! :)

Samantha - that kid is wicked cool. That's not a coincidence.

Brandal - you can bring that girlfriend of yours and that kid of hers anytime you'd like. HA! Just kidding...you know I love you more than my luggage.

Feesh - I fell more in love with you for my BFF yesterday, if that was possible. No, but for real.

BFF - guacamole - need I say more. OK, I love you more than just for your cooking. Sort of.

Mimi, Ivey and Matt - I have no words for you. Seriously. You rock my world anyway.