A Weekend in Dallas

I just ended an amazing weekend with my boyfriend and his parents. Being only 17, my parents insisted that we had adults drive us on our long awaited Six Flags trip. When we arrived in Dallas, we went to Bill's Record which turned out to be a very impressive record store. Needless to say, my Led Zeppelin fanatic was ecstatic. He bought some additions to his growing collection of anything Zeppelin, so it was a successful stop. We all went to the mall and had a nice time. We stayed at a friend of my boyfriend's parents, but I was almost too excited about Six Flags to sleep. Though I will be eighteen soon, I'm still a kid and this kid needed some rollercoasters.

It was a wonderful day and lots of fun. His parents were kind enough to let us stay late at the park. They went to a play, a movie, and a baseball game. So there was fun for everyone. We arrived home late and my legs were sore. But I had a great time. I enjoyed spending time with his parents and him. I greatly appreciate them putting up with me. I hope we can all do something like that again.

My Guilty Pleasure

I (along with more than half of the world) am incredibly anxious about this July. On the 13th, the fifth installment of the Harry Potter series, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, will be premiering nation-wide. This book was even darker than it's predecessor so I'm very excited to see what director David Yates has done with it. The other movies were good. But did not meet my expectations. I guess there is no way they can touch the books. I just find myself annoyed with how much has been omitted for time's sake. I personally wouldn't mind camping out in front of a Potter flick for 5 hours. But when I take the position of someone who hasn't read the books or been a devoted reader and fan of them, the movies go from good to phenominal. So I guess I can't be too picky.

AND on the 21st, the FINAL installment of the series will be hitting shelves. My copy will be meeting no shelf. It will go from the delivery stack STRAIGHT to my hands. I will be at my Barnes & Noble at midnight (having arrived hours before ofcourse) awaiting Harry's and MY fate. It's bittersweet really. I'm both terrified and anxious to read what that book contains. I know for a fact (and I've apologized to my boyfriend, family, and friends) that I wont leave my room until that book is read and my mourning is over. I feel so dorky for going on like this, but Harry Potter has been a passion of mine since I was in the 5th grade. I have devoted 7 years of my life to obsessing over J.K. Rowlings masterpieces. But I suppose that I always have two more movies to look forward to. And rumor has it that the final one wont be released until I'm a sophomore in college..atleast. I have a couple of years to hang on to Harry.

Pregnant is the new flabby...?

One of my co-workers is about 5 or 6 months pregnant with her first child. She is a friend of mine an I've enjoyed watching the transformation about the past months. My friend is a newly wed so it's not a pregnancy that society would usually frown on. I was one to always view pregnant as beautiful. The other day I was shocked to realize there were people who very openly think otherwise. My friend works in the main office of where I work. I work on register. She came out to help bag for the customers. There was an older woman (but she was not OLD). Probably 40's. She kept looking at my friend with this almost disgusted look. My friend figured she was trying to decide whther she was pregnant or just big. My friend took it upon herself to assure her she was pregnant. She was not rude, infact she had a big smile on her face and sounded very proud. The customer grunted an sai, "Oh, that must be why you look so flabby."

We were shocked to say the least. My friend spent the rest of the day fluffing out her shirt an staring at her arms an stomach to make sure they looked okay. It bothered m that someone could say hat something so beautiful was something disturbing and something my friend should be embarrassed about.

One Down...

Yesterday was the one year anniversary of the greatest thing to come my way- my relationship with the most amazing guy ever. We spent the entire day together. It was a very romantic day to cap off the most amazing year of my life. I'm so fortunate to have met him. We were friends for two years before we decided to take the next step. I'm so glad we did. It was a long road to what we have now- trying at times- but so worth it. We never doubted how right this was. It's impossible to. He is my other half. He knows me better than anyone and I love him so much. I'm very much looking forward to all of the years we have in the future. I'm so excited for this. We've put so much time and work into it. I've never been more sure or proud of anything. I'm so lucky to have someone to support me, comfort me, and love me like he does. He's one of a kind, and as a couple so are we.