best fwiend gone.

inseparable for years. now she's in india for four months. best of wishes to you, michaela, love.

my shoes and the story behind them.

vibrams were on sale this past week, so caleb let me choose some and buy them online! i had been checking pretty much every day to see if they had come in, but sadly they hadn't. we finally got them in the mail yesterday, in the middle of a melt-down for me. why the melt-down? because for work, i had to put in a clear nose stud...but the ones i bought were the wrong size, and the ones i had were too small...so i used the ones that were too small...and my hole was too small to fit my normal nose rings in...so i took out my nose ring and let it close up all the way. he let me cry for about 20 minutes before he told me to stop crying and handed me my shoes. it took a while, but i stopped crying [and only was inwardly sulking...which he told me to stop doing too;] and got to enjoy my new shoes. i love my husband...and that he tells me to "snap out of it" when i need to. sometimes, i just need somebody to tell me about all the starving people in africa to get myself to calm down ( not really, but  that sounds like what my mom did when i was younger, when she tried to get me to eat asparagus, "rachel...eat your asparagus...there are starving people in africa who would love your asparagus!!!" me: gag. ). haha. he just told me it wasn't the end of the world and hugged me and said "now...stop crying."
i got to parade them around when we went grocery shopping yesterday after my melt-down and buy groceries for our little housie. he ended up making a delicious dinner, and we enjoyed the rest of the evening.
disclaimer: i don't ever have emotional break-downs [ ... and i don't ever lie ;) ]

the hospital for cars.

some days you just need a shoulder to cry on. yes, indeed.
waking up with three and a half hours of sleep wasn't my first choice in wonderful days, but i figured that i could make do. when i got out of the prayer room, my tire was flat. a friend asked to get a ride with me, and i said he could. i didn't realize you can't drive on a flat (stupid, yes, i know..) tire, so i jumped in the car and said we'd just take back roads to the university. when we got there, i went to class and could only handle it for about an hour and a half before i was falling asleep. i decided that i'd go out and try to change my tire. i got almost all of the bolts off and lost all of my energy. a kind young man came and helped me remove the tire and place my spare on. i went home and ate, and then drove to get my tire patched. turns out, i drove the rubber down into itself...oops. a $120 repair finished, and i am home again, proud to announce that i have a $200ish dollar repair that is getting done tomorrow so that i can make a safe trip back to georgia in two weeks. on the..."ball joints", i believe?
sigh. i literally have been at the point of tears all day. now that i am home, i just feel numb.

oh my ears.

the sad day when you lose your favourite gauge, so you have to mix-match them until you can afford new ones..
[and the even scarier day when you decide to wear tiedye out in public again...]