Who wants to hear about my weekend?

i knew you would

So here's what happened yesterday. On the lovely Texas Independence Day.

The sun woke me up at 9 am, so I kissed goodbye to catching up on sleep and just got up instead. I headed down stairs trying not to wake my roommate. But I did. So, sorry Allie. 

I sat on the couch and killed a solid four hours just by reading. Golden.

Then Cash came to visit (!!!!!). Poor guy has to drive like an hour and a half to come here, but lucky for me he thinks I'm worth it. And he got a new car today! Mmmm it's nice. So nice. And he looked pretty stinkin' handsome if I do say so myself. Shout out to you babe- I really do love ya. Then we went to Ulta so I could get this nail-polish I've been wanting, then CFA, and lastly to the grocery store.

It has been about 10 months since I'd grocery shopped with this him, maybe even longer, and I forgot how entertaining it was. This kid. I swear. He's just a joy. 

Next we went to meet my parents at P.F. Changs because they're moving to Colorado and it was the last time they could see Cash. It was actually a pretty awesome time. My dad is one funny, funny man. And let's be real, I've got some awesome vacations in the bag from here on out.

Then it was time for him to head home. 

So we began our goodbye-ritual:

-me being way too melodramatic

-him telling me it'll be fine

-me not caring

-him repeating that it'll be fine

-me tearing up 

-him telling me not to cry

- i stop crying

-and then he has to leave

Every. Single. Time. 

You would think that by this point I would get over it, but goodbye never really does get easier. The day that there are no more 'goodbye I'll see you in like eight days' will literally be the happiest day of my entire existence. 

THEN per Cash's request to not sit around and mope I went to hangout with the most lovely of all lovely people on this campus for a good two hours while we talked about things that shall go unmentioned. 1:30am rolled around though and I just couldn't stay awake any longer.

When Sunday came along I went home at noonish to have lunch with my parents and then me and my dad played some catch outside. It was so beautiful (this weather can stay, thank you very much) and it brought back so many memories. We used to do it almost every day once he got home from work. I didn't think it would be, but it was just like riding a bike. Once you learn how to catch a fast-pitch or fly ball, you just never forget.

A weekend of peace. Hope yours was too.

*When I get an iPhone which takes quality pictures, this blog is going to sky-rocket with awesomeness. 

And also a lot of pictures of my face.