Throwback!
We took these the day that I moved to Akron, August 22nd 2008, when we got home after taking my stuff up to my new apartment. Don’t ask me to explain what’s going on here. We’re just people who loved each other a lot and wanted to take some photos before everything changed. That’s all.
Throwback!
Tuesday, August 19th, 2008. The bonfire.
So, we were all hanging out at my house. In just three days we’d head off to college (we were all going to Akron except for Lacee) and thought “Hey, let’s have a fire,” and we sent some texts out to other friends to come join us. In the meantime, we took these photos.
Then the other folks showed up, and even some people who weren’t invited but word travels, ya know? And the night got crazy. What started as a bonfire ended up with us barhopping the 18 & overs (on a Tuesday, so exciting! Not.) and eventually winding up at the local shithole strip club until everyone paired off and went their separate ways.
I didn’t make the best choices that night, and it’s bittersweet because it started out as such a great time. I look back at these photos and laugh because I love these people, and then cringe because I know what happens later. Ugh.
Throwback!
(forgot to post yesterday, whatever, this week’s been hell.)
Let me tell you about the time my best friend, Lacee, and I (and my mom) went to Ocean City, Maryland. First you should know that my mom coming was not part of the plan. It was supposed to be Lacee, Me, her boyfriend at the time, and Philip. It was going to be our big senior trip before we went off to college.
Philip and I were still seeing each other but were technically not exclusive at the time (we had went through that whole senior year/college transitional stage of “should we see other people?”) and his grandparents told him at the last minute (literally the day before) that he couldn’t go because ‘they didn’t think it was a good idea’. Translation: I thought you were done with this girl. You’re not getting involved with her again. Which really sucked because he was the one who was driving us, in his car. Then Lacee’s boyfriend finds out that his vacation request didn’t get approved that same day. Oh well, we thought, girls trip!
Well, that wasn’t okay with our parents, who didn’t like the idea of two young girls alone on vacation. I’d like to take this moment to point out how awesome our parents were that they were cool with us going on vacation with our boyfriends, but not alone because they were concerned for our safety. So my mom volunteered. And honestly? We kinda thought that her coming along would make the whole trip a drag, but if anything it enhanced the experience. How many 18 year olds can say they got drunk on strawberry daiquiris drinking with their mom and passed out all day in a hotel room? Yeah, sometimes my mom is pretty cool.
Anyways, I look back on this trip bittersweetly because, just two months before I conceived Sophia, it kind of feels like my last moment of immature adolescence (give or take a few college frat parties that fall). We were stupid, loud, and inappropriate. (Note: me, motorboating the statue of the world’s largest woman in Ripley’s Believe it or Not museum) But… we were young enough to get away with it. 😉
This photo hurts my eyes.
Why? Well, I’m not pregnant, for one. And you certainly could guess by the bulge in my belly. I’ve had this photo for almost three weeks, and I haven’t posted it for one reason only: I hate the way I look. I hate the dimpled look of my thigh (not sure what’s up because they don’t appear to be on my other thigh.) I hate the way my tits sag, my hair looks greasy, and and I loathe that god damn belly bulge.
I’m so tired of starting to change, and then getting frustrated and giving up. I don’t want to sit here and delete photos of myself and my family just because I’m dissatisfied with my appearance. I can’t feel like this anymore.
I’m pulling out the 30 Day Shred DVD for September.
Just once I’d like to finish it. Guess we’ll see?
Currently
My downstairs is spotless. That’s a first. When Phia is home from school today, and is made to clean her room and help Ethan with his, then imaginably my upstairs will be tidy, too.
My New Parent Support advocate was by today. She is firmly arguing with me that Ethan needs speech help. This kid knows and says like 300 words and sentence combos, and is barely two, but her thought is that his ‘language’ is fine but his speech process is not because he’s too slurred and difficult to understand. I’ve got another year of having him at home with me. If the work I do with him doesn’t set him up better by preschool next year, then I’ll consider speech therapy. But in my opinion, he’s just barely not a baby anymore and she expects too much.
I have been horrible about making meals at home since Philip has been gone. We’ve hit the drive thru waayyy too much. And I’ve been going through redbull like crazy, but—- Ugh. It’s the only thing keeping me going somedays, I swear. I’ve also been horrible about working out. The combined effect of the three are probably not good. This sucks. 😦
Also, it hit me like a ton of bricks today that I really hate that Philip is re-enlisting and I think we should reconsider. He’s been gone only two weeks of this latest excursion, and with another month to go, I’m already hating life. I can’t believe he actually wants to move into an MOS that requires more time away from home. Im miserable and honestly don’t know if I can do another four years of this.
Enough word vomit.
How are things, Tumblr?
Once upon a time, before I had a DSLR, I was a selfie addict. Now I have instagram, but it’s no where as crazy as all… this. So, now you’ve seen my many haircuts, colors, faces, and bouts of acne, and crazy taste in sunglasses. Let’s never talk about this again, okay? 2008 – 2012.
Summer, 2008. I had just graduated high school, and my mom bought her first DSLR. (She’s a classic—- still loved to shoot on 35mm film) For a few days there, she made me take a lot of test shots. It was fun & I got some cute Facebook profile pictures out of it for heading off to college 😉
Also? Could I please look like this again?
Because that would be awesome.
This was in my draft folder, but I forgot to publish it yesterday. Oops!
Enjoy these random photos of Philip & I, from high school. 2005-2008.
Random photos of Philip & I, from high school. 2005-2008.
❤
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