Has it really been so long since I last blogged? Huh.
The blog has fallen by the wayside, but oddly not because I'm any more busy than I ever was. Part of me claims a need for privacy-- many of the things in my life of late that I really want to write about have been of a pretty personal nature. And those things are, well, personal. They go in the real diary, not the online one. The people who need to know do know; the people who don't need to know may find out one day, but at least they won't have found out because I spilled my guts in cyberspace. Nothing huge, just things that I feel need to remain close to my heart.
Since the last post (June 18?!?) I have moved home for the summer, with intermittent trips back home to Bellingham. Most were to sing at Sacred Heart, a few were for rehearsals for wedding music, twice was for moving my things out of my wretched apartment (AND, let it be known, the lease EXPIRED today at 5pm! I'm free! And now I officially live at the Siena house), and once was just because I wanted to see everybody.
People have come and go quite a bit this summer: Cory and Athena, quite notably, took off for Arizona shortly after their wedding. And oh buddy, do I miss them. But remember, we all receive the Blessed Sacrament. And if Christ is present to me in the Sacrament, He sure as shooting is present to them in it, too. So really, how far apart are we? Lauren, Athena, Sara, Andrew, John, and Cory have all left 35th St, which means next year... well, they won't be there. But again, we'll never be very far apart. I've also seen some people that I've missed: Lauren came home for a baby shower, and I got to hang out with her and feel the baby kick; Jacob has returned from Alaska, and it's seriously like he never left, and I got to hang with Lindsey a bunch before her wedding.
This summer has entailed: two weddings (congratulations to the Gaunts and the St. Hilaires! I found myself wishing at Andrew and Lindsey's wedding that I had been born into the St. Hilaire family-- that would have been a great childhood! And Andrew would have been my brother!), four dead deer (I'm back at the county road crew, by the way), a lot of reading, a lot of flagging, knitting for imminent babies, driving around a lot and singing a lot.
This month ought to prove quite fun: we've already had the St. Hilaire wedding, next Thursday I head to Oregon with the family for a few days, then I'm hitting a ball game with Patrick the next weekend. Sprinkle the word "work" into that list a few times and you basically have the rest of my summer.
My last day of work shall be the 5th of September. Soon after I'm going back to Bellingham to go on a peer minister retreat to prepare for the coming year. So I think I'm going to hit the ground running, and may not stop until at least December. No matter. My extra-curricular life is composed of taking care of 1) the faith, 2) the friends, and 3) liturgical music. Life is pretty damn fine.
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