Life... To Be Continued

There ARE things that drive me crazy. I am not a patient person in all situations. As much as I hate to admit it, I probably get it from my mother, or my grandparents. It's funny how that goes. Most people, if they were completely honest, would have to admit that they are somehow like their parents, even if they were trying their best not to be. I'm like my mother in some ways. My mom is like my grandma in some ways. My girlfriend is like her mother in too many ways =P
Anyway, yes, I just thought I'd point that out.

Something random. I find it strange when married couples have one facebook account. I mean, I guess it's ok if it's a mutual decision, but if it's only the idea of spouse A, and spouse B just goes along with it to make spouse A happy, I feel like spouse A doesn't trust spouse B. Not necessarily true. Just my opinion.

So we have these little blocks of cedar that have been in the closet for years and I took them out tonight because they had stopped making the closet smell nice. I've just been sitting here smelling them since then. I think cedar is one of my favorite smells, along with home depot, and the smell in the air before rain, and freshly cut grass, and old books or records. Hehe. ;-)

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In all seriousness though...

Today wasn't the best day ever. It wasn't horrible or anything. Nothing crazy happened. Ashlee (my girlfriend) and I kinda had a disagreement or not really a disagreement but something. I don't really remember what it was. Regardless, grandma and I went out for a little while today but thinking about the fight or whatever didn't help.

While I was driving today, I stopped so an ambulance could pass. I was the one who rode along in the ambulance with grandpa the day he died. I was the one sitting in the ambulance as they tried to revive him but couldn't. Seeing and hearing the ambulance today brought it all back, and, for the first time, I realized that I really hate ambulances. They make me think of him and make me want to break down crying.

I miss grandpa so much. There are moments that I feel so confused and overwhelmed by life, and sometimes I just want his guidance and advice. =(

And please don't leave comment(s) saying "he's in a better place" and "let the lord guide you" and other such things. I don't need or want little cliche sayings. They might be true but they're annoying and if you can't think of something more insightful to say besides recycling old cliches, then don't say anything at all

That's half of the subtitle of this blog. Yet for some reason, I always put off writing anything because I tell myself I have nothing to say, won't be able to say it right, or won't be able to say it as well as someone else could. But this blog isn't written by someone else. So I suppose even if someone else wrote it, that someone else would not be me. Though they might say it more grammatically correct or with more beauty, they could never quite say it like me. ;-)

Happy New Year by the way. =)

A video my friend Jon made:

http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=675613543438&subj=55707210

I took my little brother out for his birthday yesterday. He typically drives me completely insane and more often than not annoys me beyond words. He was good yesterday though. Probably because it was just him and I hanging out.

His actual birthday was the 14th but we celebrated it on the 17th. He wanted some new Scooby Doo movie but it wasn't out that day so, being himself, he threw a temper tantrum, unable to understand what a release date was. Of course, when I was 11, I don't think I did either. Anyways, no one could calm him down until I went in with Blockbuster on speakerphone to prove to him that he couldn't get the movie until yesterday.

Once he heard that, he was satisfied for the moment. All this to say, the reason we were out yesterday was because I bought him a gift card to Best Buy and I told him that the day the movie came out, I would take him out to go buy it. So that's what we did. We also hung out in Best Buy and he attempted to play some Guitar Hero 5. The drums were broken so that didn't work too well. When we finally left Best Buy, my little brother was the proud owner of a new Scooby Doo movie... and a bag of combos. =P

After Best Buy, we hightailed it to Burger King and watched iCarly as we were eating. All-in-all pretty entertaining, but I'm pretty sure I'd be punching those girls in the face if they were my kids. Ok, not really. I don't have the heart to hit girls... or anyone for that matter.

From Burger King, I proceeded to drive to my parents church to drop my brother off. While there, I saw a few people I hadn't seen in quite some time, and I also checked out the good ol' basement youth room, since I hadn't seen it since I was 18. It looked a little better, but it's still a basement.

Leaving there with a bad taste in my mouth (a whole other blog entry required to explain this), I went back to Best Buy to buy an antenna for grandma's TV because the one she had worked as well as a 2-legged donkey. The new one works alot better. That's it. Goodnight.