The Girl from the Mystical Land of Glasgow

 

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6/01/2003

 
i just read what i wrote on april 20th, and i must say that i agree with that statement tonight. i think i have this whole urge to grow up thing when i'm around my extended family. today was the ferguson reunion, and i had a great time. but i've watched several people grow up, get married and now they are bringing there kids. i've grown from the little kid playing in the creek getting soaking wet to the young woman holding the hands of two three year olds as they experience the same joy i did as a child. now i'm seeing what it may look like in a few (or several) years when i have little kiddies of my own. i guess, i mostly fear that i need to do the whole starting a family thing before it is too late. i want my children to still go down to the "old homeplace" and wade in the creek. for some reason i think it is going to disappear or something. however, i wasn't the first generation to play in the creek and i was obviously not the last.
i just love babies and the joy they bring...anyway, enough about that.

okay, i just lost half of this blog. crap. well, i mentioned the tartan ball and how much fun it was. we had some special guests last night. the most important being alison. i had a great time with her there and i hope she did too. i was reassured at my 8th tartan ball that it really is as much fun as we talk it up to be the entire year. now i definitely think everyone should come next year.

the real reason for this blog is going to remain somewhat untalked about. i was originally going to talk about friendships and how they change and how they change for stupid reasons and how it saddens me. but tonight i think i'll enjoy my conversation with patrick and not get too depressed with dwelling on the other topic.

peace out. ha