"all my life I will be driving home to you"

I was smiling at the cuteness of freshman walking from the bookstore with their books and parents in tow. We drove out to the bobcat fields and were amazed by the number of people waiting to get in. It has been kind of nice having Milledgeville to myself this summer, so I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it being flooded again.

On the other hand, I was very happy to see a lot of old friends this weekend. Amidst getting paperwork organized and figuring out scheduling for next year, I've had a little bit of time to just chill. I was feeling a bit apprehensive earlier, but now I'm looking forward to things continuing to get better as they go along. Everything wonderful seems to be right at my fingertips. This is a great feeling, but it's overwhelmingly sobering at the same time.

Riding in cars with large mixing bowls is quite an experience.

I never knew television could be so fascinating (on more than one level).

My dishwasher may never be the same (but in a good way).

And I should really start documenting profound statements in conversation more often. A couple of my favorites have been:

Kristin: "Brittany killed a bug, but it wasn't dead," and

Jessia H: "I'm usually okay with it except for the times when I'm not..."

::smiles::