It is Saturday night. Today we met with the builder for my mom's hopeful home. Then we went to the mall to redeem a fabulous Victoria's Secret gift certificate. Yes, I did say gift certificate. I mean really people. Who does that anymore? Okay, so it was from 2001, but still :) Anywho. So I got some super cute underwear and some lotion, which, may I say, makes me want to eat my fingers like popsicles. How is it that lotion can be so yummy? I wonder if they make a smoothie in this same scent/flavor? . . . . . .. . . . . . .

Sorry, there is a latin music thing on Tv. I get distracted easily. Anywho. So then we had Chinese in the food court. How is it that even when I am not hungry, I can down an entire dish of yummy? I am still full. So now, we are home and will be spending yet another Saturday night with my mom and Jim. Funny thing, Jim and I have moved into a new phase in our relationship. I am becoming one of his daughters. We are relating over things other than just my mom. We work out together. We eat Ben and Jerry's out of the tub together and laugh when we see my mom's brain not working. Sad, but true. It is fun to not just be Mom's daughter.

So, last night at 1am, I get a text message from my friend Chris: "So, what is the time difference in Oregon? It's about 1am here." I called him back at 1am my time and we talked for an hour. It was fabulous. We shared funnies, our ideas for life, and our hearts. What is it about being with peers that is so refreshing? It was completely needed. He commented on how he had been praying for me, which brought something to light:

I am a selfish jerk.

I have always known that I need to pray more, but I wondered about what, or at least until I realized that I should be praying for my friends, family, choir members, professors, political leaders etc. How stupid am I? Well, I tried to pray for everyone in Unlimited this morning but I kept getting distracted. I guess like any other muscle, I need to work through my retardedness to get to the good stuff. O'well.

Well, this is bitterly long. If you've made it this far, I commend you. You must care. And for that, you're rad.