And even though Christian severely mocked our movie choice, we still had a good time. And we liked our movie. Plus, we had hours of excellent girl talk. It's amazing how much we can catch up on every week. Makes me wonder if, in some ways, we're still making up for lost time.
Oh--on the plus side, there were no towels, legs, chest hair, or lap dances involved in last night's movie-watching experience...
Uh.
Do you ever watch yourself live, and for one brief moment, see yourself as objectively as is humanly possible? A split second of an out-of-body experience of sorts... You're in the moment, you're experiencing something--whatever it is--and then there's a moment where you see yourself as someone else might see you at that moment.
I had one of those today. Nothing huge or earth-shattering... just a moment. I realized how much I've changed in so many ways, and I saw myself react to someone in a way that I wouldn't have a year or two ago.
It made me shake my head at myself, because it just goes to prove how very far I have to go in becoming the woman I want to be. The woman God wants me to be. I'm getting there, but it's a long, slow journey, and it'll take a lifetime and more.
At work, Becky always offers the freezer, if we need a place to lock ourselves in for a minute and scream. Just to let off steam. I think that Blair and Maria use it most often, but that's beside the point. Anyways, she told me that the freezer was waiting for me, if I needed it, and my immediate response was, "Yeah, and so is the character that I'm building right now!"
I sound more and more like my mother every day.
Speaking of my mother, I had some interesting realizations about my family, my relationships with them, and who (outside my family) influences those relationships when Kat and I were talking last night. It kind of surprised me.
Anyways... I have to pee. Which means that I have to finish this entry pretty quick.
One year ago today: Anyways. The weekend. It was so good. So nice to relax, not have to worry about anything, and be somewhat pampered for a few days. The play was incredible, and we wanted to see it again. That's the trouble--we saw it, and then spent several hours discussing it, dissecting it, and listening to the soundtrack, and then there were a lot of things we wanted to see again, to watch for, or to clarify, or whatever. I really wish we could have seen it more than once. Even twice would have been a great thing.
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