It's blog time

So... haven't blogged in almost a month. Nbd. How has my battle gone since that last blog? Ehhhh....... Not great. Could be worse. Could definitely be better. Satan's still a' been attacking, and God's still a' been a' teachin.' And I've still a' been throwing tantrums and "I don't get it's," (I do not know how to properly punctuate that there chunk of sentence) and trying to figure my way through the ebbs so I'm better at going with the flow. But a weekend home with a little Livia time and a little sisters and niece and nephew time, and some good Momma time was just what the docta ordered.

I'm not sure why I'm talking (typing?) so weird. I just watched this funny dude named Brad do drum covers and he made me a little spicy sassy weird. I don't really know what that means. But I will totally take spicy sassy weird right now. (youtube AdventureDrums if you're curious. I freakin want ninja turtle drums).

This last week... was a week. But all is good. Perspective is rearranging. Working some things out in my strong-headed noggin. It's all. Gonna be. Okay. This. Right here. Is my. Swag. (Seriously. About that spicy sassy weird thing....) But yeah. Gonna step up my game. Gonna cope like I always do. I got this. I GOT THIS!!!

Last night I went to a wedding. It was interesting. I guess I didn't really go to a wedding. It was an "intimate ceremony" so not many were invited. I think they got married naked or something. But we were invited and went to the reception, and it was alright. A little awkward? But whatever. Then Liv and I came back to Lansing and watched The Office and made it through roughly 4 minutes of Up. This morning, Liv went home and I went to my niece and nephew's last flag football game with my parents and sisters. They won. We went to my sister's house for a bit and watched some football and I played a little street hockey with the neighborhood kids. They told me that I looked more like an 18-year-old than a 21-year-old. Figures. Then I came home and the Big 10 played with my heart. Both Northwestern and Ohio looked good and I was hoping for some recently inflated UofM egos to be readjusted, and for the Huskers to get a nice 0-2 welcome to the Big 10, but alas, no luck. Comebacks are overrated, unless they're for my teams, like the Lions for instance. Then they're awesome. And now the Tigers are playing with my heart like the rain is playing with Arlington. But that's how it goes. I did not realize until this year how stinking intense baseball is! Gah! Talk about high blood pressure!

This game, that Oliver so kindly informed me was back on like my oxymoronic "smart" phone was SUPPOSED to do, is messing with my plans a little too. I was gonna watch a movie, listen to a riverview sermon, and call it a day. But now I gotta watch this game! Ay ya... I'm not feeling hopeful. But I will watch anyway. And that's enough for this blog. 

BYEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (said like 4:23 in this video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q75qsb_JQgA&feature=channel_video_title)