The photograph you see before you is of my first Valentine of the “season.” On Saturday night, I worked at the “Sweetheart Banquet” at O–B–C. It was a lot of fun, very busy and lots of people. I only had a moment or two wherein I wanted to smack certain people but we won’t talk about that. Sunshine came in a few minutes before Chief. When Chief came in he gave me a hug and told me I was his favorite college student. That was probably a lie but I don’t particularly care. Anyway, the meal was relatively uneventful. Beulah was crazy as usual and Thelma and Evelyn were pretty stressed. After the meal and after most of the cleaning up was done, I was getting my stuff because the Lindermans, my ride up, wanted to go. When I walked into the kitchen I noticed Chief holding some flowers; I assumed they were Donna’s. When I came back out from the closet where the aprons are kept, Chief was standing there and he gave me the flowers. I don’t remember what he said exactly, something about the young men and Valentine’s Day but it meant a lot to me. So even though I hate Valentine’s Day, those flowers were the first Valentine in a long time that made me smile a lot. Thanks Chief, if you ever read this.
“As you know, I am a petal borne aloft on the autumn wind. It should say that in my file.” I like my alone time but get lonely frequently. I am dependable and trustworthy, a hard worker, and if I say I will do something, it will most likely be done. I am daily learning who I am and how I relate to people. I sing almost constantly. (Some would say I’m crazy or weird… I’m ok with that.) I am a singing, dancing photographer/writer/web-editor/proofreader who wants to change the world. I am on the cusp of a quarter-life crisis, navigating the ups and downs of becoming a grown-up. I find that as a twenty-nine year old woman, many of my friends seem to have the life I want: jobs in fields they love (with decent salaries), boyfriends, fiances, children, etc., while I seem somewhat stuck in a mediocre job with little time for a social life. I am a Christian trying to apply my very real faith to my equally real life. I have perfectionist tendencies which I blame on being an oldest child. I think that about covers it so... yeah. View All Posts