Journaling

Wow, I am starting to slack on the whole blogging thing. I am determined that this will not end up as one more attempt at journaling. Looking through old diaries, all of them are very similar. They start off saying something like: "I have been bad at journaling in the past, but I am determined to be better this time." After about two days of dedicated, lengthy entries, months (and in a few case, years) will go by with only a few small paragraphs, each one apologizing (to the journal?) for how long it has been and promising start writing regularly again. Anyway, that was one very long way of saying that, although it is time to go to sleep, I am staying up and writing a blog. This week has been pretty busy, but in that 'all stress, no productivity' way. I have a knack for making myself feel productive, when really all I do is procrastinate. The weekend was great though, leaving me with a tinge of homesickness and a delicious, smokey smell in my hair and clothes. 

Monday was bible study, and as much as I like it, I have grown to love the few hours I have after everyone but Steph leaves. She, Bailey, Laura and I have gotten into the habit of using that time as catch-up time. Not in the way of telling all of our important news, but more for the really important stuff like random fits of giggles, funny stories, and (of course) guys.