Golden

Today was my golden birthday. I'm twenty-one! It feels so great. I love birthdays. Such a good excuse to be joyful about life. Thank you everyone for the phone calls, birthday songs, text messages, visits, and well wishes.

:)

Music

Spencer and I while working together in our little office:

Lizzy: Do you want hear some more Brandon Flowers?
Spencer: No, I do not.
Lizzy: Why?
Spencer: Because I want to show you the most beautiful clarinet melody in the world.

Here it is.

At Last

For the last three months I have been living a life of blurry white boards, road signs and stranger's faces. Today, that which was lost was replaced. And with my newly prescribed glasses I am living in Blu-ray--high-tech, sharp, detailed. So happy!

Seriously?

This morning when I tried to pick up my Bountiful Basket at 7AM my car wouldn't start. Then when my blessed roommate gave me a ride to the "pick up location," I was too early. After driving home, then driving back to pick up the basket, then driving home again it was 8:30. Bad mornings, where your car wont start and where you look like a fool for getting to places early, are hard to recover from. So, I decided to go back to bed. I wanted to give myself a second morning. A second chance.

I had a class at 11AM and as I was falling asleep I thought, "should I set an alarm? Nah. Who sleeps in for something that starts at 11?" I woke up at 11:15.

When I got back from my class, well, the toilet in my apartment overflowed. And when I took the bag of toilet-watered rags to the laundromat across the street I put the rags and detergent in one machine and then accidentally put the quarters in another.

What am I to do?
My roommate Hillary told me to just go to bed now before I cause any real damage. 

or I could LAUGH.

And I have. Lots and lots. Because none of my mishaps really matter, thank goodness. 

Happy Saturday all!