My B-side

Love the Emotion-Evoking Futon

…Forty-three hours and forty-five minutes later. My holiday in the sun is now officially defunct. I was welcomed to Provo, Utah by twenty-nine degree coldness; half the warmth of Indiana. Inside my dorm, temperatures peaked at eighty-five; someday I will figure out the thermostat! I laid down on my feather bed and hugged Bella; absorbing the heat wave. I reflected over the past few weeks; and realized I’d already forgotten the bulk of it. They say (whoever “they” is) you commit to memory that which you write on paper. So I’m going to jot this down and keep the memories…

• December 18, 2004: I arrived home at four a.m. My front door was clad in a Welcome Home Melissa sign...I have the most stellar best friend ever! After happy reunions with my bed, dog, and car I joined five of the seven at Hacienda for a little fiesta!
• December 19, 2004: Ready for Texas?! (Take notice: My most spontaneous moment.) Bry and I drove the wicked twelve hours (nothing compared to what I was about to go through). Yay for the Green family!!! I missed them much.
• December 20, 2004: Texas Hold `Em was rough. I’m so inauspicious…suspicious and vicious. Jace taught us how to properly use an exercise ball…interesting. My ribs hurt a hecka-lotta for the next three days.
• December 21, 2004: Parting ‘tis such sweet sorrow. Jace left on an airplane…we waved real big. Later the Greens left for Phoenix.
• December 22, 2004: ‘Wind is cold alright back in Dallas.’ It was daunting; hanging out in torrential snowfall…a city larger than some third world countries. Serendipity found me well, as did a long hot bath.
• December 23, 2004: Ahhh, this is the day I was stuck in Arkansas for twelve hours…enough said.
• December 24, 2004: Home at last. It wasn’t much of a pre-Christmas celebration…Dad and I caught up over angel-hair spaghetti with meatballs (my fave!!).
• December 25, 2004: It would be an immense understatement to call the Dart family loud. Even so, I love them and was ever so willing to become reacquainted with these entertaining kinfolk. My brother gave me an awesome Christmas present, like teary-eyed awesome. For a few hours he was my best friend again and I longed for some laser tag; Star Wars style of course. (He always let me be the Storm Trooper…such a good guy.) Santa brought me a four mega pixel digital camera; expect some quality photography. Not Brett-quality…but let’s be realistic:).
• December 26, 2004: Church was cancelled. I slept like a ligament trapped under a fat butt. The prophet spoke on CNN, always a delight to hear the words of such a spiritual giant.
• December 27, 2004: Got re-accustomed with Eastland mall. And the greatest moment of my break…TEQUILAS!!! Yay for white cheese!!!
• December 28, 2004: To go or not to go…I didn’t go…glad I didn’t go. Brett called (Indiana Brett not Cali Brett) and asked me to drive him home from a party. We ended up at DQ, the usual sundaes- cherry for me chocolate for him. An Incubus DVD and AFA pics awaited us back at his place.
• December 29, 2004: Shopping with Wendi!! But the car ride was the best part.
• December 30, 2004: Meet the Fockers…I give it two middle fingers up. No…I wouldn’t do THAT, but it WAS a huge letdown. I was expecting more “Kung-fu grip” and altar burnings. They tried too hard.
• December 31, 2004: Suit case stuffing began. I had to clean the Mazda and psych it up for the twenty-four hour drive to Utahopia. I thought I was leaving the First and turned down any and all New Year plans. At the last minute my dad informed me that the trek would not begin til the Second. I stayed home anyway. Hanging out with Bernie will always be more fun than drunk-watching…drunk-watching just isn’t fun when the drunkards are people you care about.
• January 1, 2005: 2-0-0-5…weird. I finished packing.

And now it’s over…Forty-three hours and forty-five minutes later.

posted by Melissa at 03:13