quality time

This week has been interesting to say the least. I accomplished the task of being unsuccessful in work, and very successful at eating half my weight in various desserts. But the upside to this week has been quality time.

An old friend came back for the night and shared her life with my sister and I. My loneliness has been a burden this summer; unfortunately books haven't stolen my heart. Instead, I seem to find a hole the size of a friend which cannot be replaced.

However, I have found comfort in small moments this weekend that fit into the person-sized hole. One of them was drinking cheap Yellow Tail and watching a movie I fell asleep to. The next moment was a short hike up the beautiful mountains of Port Angeles, which gave me long-awaited exercise.

Then the weekend poured into Monday: a job let down. But a redeemable moment compensated for that- my family and I gathered around the television and watched a favorite, "With Six You Get Eggroll". Surprisingly, I found that the movie contained a lot of feminine faux pas: Her husband frequently yells at her, telling her to shut up. My family and I have now quoted memorable lines from this (with shame on our lips).

Last, and probably my favorite moment: we watched the Bachelorette tonight. We were all sad to see the weatherman get cut. He was the source of our entertainment. So, if he ever reads this blog: Jonathan, we rooted for you!

Also, as a close to this night's diary, there is one more thing this week has brought: more understanding: more love. Distance is hard/annoying, but at the end of the day I am glad it forces some hard decisions and hard conversations. Yet, when the uneasiness cools down, it is a sweet, sweet calm.

For that I am thankful.
And I owe this to my friend, Amos Lee's "Black River"