Functional with Flair

I heard a song on my drive home today that made me think. It got me thinking about that very cliché your-life-isn’t-so-hard, think-of-the-starving-children-in-Africa kind of thing. Except it was more like your-life-isn’t-so-hard, think-of-all-the-fifteen-year-old’s-with-babies-and-abusive-coke-addicted-boyfriends kind of thing. I complain bunches, and I’ve been through some bad moments, but I’m so lucky. I’m not a starving baby in Africa, nor am I fifteen anymore, and I managed to get though that year without a baby or a coke addicted boyfriend (or any boyfriend for that matter). I’ve got a happy family, a good job, I’m going to school, and I have the love of an amazing man. Sure, my parents and I sarcastically argue, I fake sick to get out of work, I all out skip classes, and Geoff and I fight, but these things are so small. My family still loves me, work is still there for me, somehow I get through school, and Geoff and I make up. That damn song made me feel all appreciative and happy. I need to call Geoff now and tell him how much I love him.

God (Buddha), Geoff’s an amazing man. I’m so lucky to have him in my life. Sure, sometimes we argue and fight and there are days when we cry and lose sleep, but he’s such a good man. He makes me laugh-- deep laughs that include squeaks and squeals and snorts. He’s constantly surprising me with the things he does. The other day I accidentally left my college text books at his place and he found my math materials. For anyone that doesn’t know this already, math is my worst subject… me + math = all manner of ugliness. I’m basically failing this class. Well, Geoff went ahead and worked out the problems on my old midterms and then on my math example final exam packet so when we met up next he could go over them with me and help me out. And he did help, and it made sense. And he sings to me. And he doesn’t laugh at me when I try to sing to him. Wow, I think I could go on all night.

That damn song. Made me all happy and loving feeling. Ahhh, life is good right now.

Okay, I promise I’ll stop updating now. I think four updates a day is the limit anyway.