I apologize that my blog did not get posted this morning, I had a minor setback after some friends and I went a little too hard in the paint at yesterday's Pirate game.
I did learn a few important lessons, however. Three years after college, I am still absolutely terrible at corn hole. Doing lunges in the parking lot will gain the attention of those surrounding you. Frank's mustache will get more attention than my lunges. Make friends during a tailgate all you want, but don't be surprised when they start smoking pot in the parking lot. When purchasing nine dollar beers, never mind, just don't do that. It is not acceptable to lay on the sidewalk during the middle of the day and work on your tan (while fully clothed). And finally, I still cannot eat Mexican food. As fun as it was to spend my Sunday evening on the bathroom floor, I think I'll stick to vegetables from here on out.
Even though my tummy couldn't handle Sunday's extravaganza, I adore my friends and had a blast up until the point where I died. You guys are perfect. Started from the bottom now we're.... here?
I also spent a few days of last week in Boca Raton, Florida with my friend Amy. We had a ton of fun and enjoyed every single second in the sun. So much so that I actually peeled off a layer of my forehead this morning. I sincerely hope that I will be able to move to Florida some day and spend my lunch breaks at the beach. I am so thankful for Amy and for the few days that I spent in paradise.
Though I try to disregard all of the terrible things that happen in the world, every now and then something awful happens that simply breaks my heart.
Last week's bombing of the Boston Marathon temporarily made me lose faith in humanity. It was absolutely heartbreaking to watch countless victims fight for their lives on a day that should be memorable for reasons on the opposite end of the spectrum. Running the marathon is such an amazing accomplishment that should be cherished by all participants. Instead, the spirit of the runners was over-shadowed by a United States tragedy brought about by those that lost touch of what mattered in the world.
With the Pittsburgh Marathon just two weeks away, my heart will be with those in Boston as I run the half on May 5th. We cannot let the evil in the world steal our special day, but we will not forget what happened to our fellow runners. We will run for Boston <3
Since I was out of town last week I really missed out on the opportunity to see customers naked in my store. However, since I have been back I was harassed in traffic so that gives me something to talk about.
Today, while sitting at a red light I heard someone yelling "hey" over and over again until finally I looked left to see a twenty-something wearing a bucket hat which lead me to believe that he was on his way to go fishing or simply forgot what year it was. When I looked over at him he said.. and this is not a joke.. "What's up, shorty?" To which I responded, "I'm sorry, what did you say?" Once he repeated himself I said, "I guarantee I am taller than you." We argued back and forth about that for a couple of moments before I said, "So, have you ever actually successfully picked up a girl in traffic?" His response? "You're sweet."
And because God was looking out for him, our light turned green and we were not able to talk any longer.
Over the last few weeks I have watched countless girls cry over guys, only to realize that they are truly better off without them. Regardless of how great you thought something was, regardless of how it ends and regardless of what may happen in the future, just remember that what is done is done. Accept all things and move on. Whether it be a dumb man (or woman) or the evil in the world, we need to move on.
Here's to forgiving others,
Not because they deserve forgiveness,
But because we deserve peace,
Xoxo
