I’m so excited. I’ve got most of the books I ordered today. I got one yesterday, and then the bulk of it came today. I’m not sure why they sent them separately like that, but whatever. I still have Breaking Dawn coming in August. I’m so excited about that, but the ones I ordered should help tide me over until then.

Sunday we had a dinner for Father’s Day. We had tacos at my Grandpa’s request. I got up early on Sunday morning to get Bart and Grandpa’s gifts. I wanted to get them more personalized gifts, but I had to settle for gift cards for Applebee’s for both of them. I know my mom and Bart go there to eat a lot, and I thought my Grandpa would like it because it could get a steak or something. It was really nice out, and I spent most of the day out on the front porch. Unfortunately, I still have itchy eyes because of that, but I think it was worth it.

Dad called my Uncle Punch while he was out here to see if he had any beer. I can’t get over how ridiculously pathetic my father is. I didn’t even bother in acknowledging on Father’s Day. He hasn’t done anything to deserve it. Bart and Grandpa have been more of a father figure for Allyson, Blaine and myself, at least as far as consistently being around and doing those little things dads are supposed to do. I don’t think I’ve ever really realized that before, but I’m grateful for it, nonetheless.

Well, I actually got out of the house today. I’ve felt like such a hermit lately. Of course, it was raining the whole time I was out, so it wasn’t precisely pleasant. I had to go by the bank and deposit the money I got as gifts for graduation. Then I had to go by Dollar General and pick up a few things before I went by and picked up Blaine. He wanted to stay the night here tonight, which is nice since I feel like I haven’t seen him in weeks.

This weather, though, is a real bummer. I’ve been reading a lately, and it’s mostly been books by Sarah Dessen, and all of the books take place in this made up town of Lakeview, and any time there’s a mention of the beach, it kind of depresses me because it’s so dreary here. For some reason I always imagine one of those Outer Banks vacation homes while I’m reading.

Speaking of vacations, I’m not sure if we’re going anywhere this year. My mom mentioned vacation, but with her I’m never actually sure if that invitation extends to me. I feel like I’m imposing if I ask if I’m allowed to go. But then if I don’t, I feel left out of all of the family adventures. Blah. That probably means I just need to get a life and find things for myself to do so I won’t feel left out.

This weather is still crazy. Today it was in the 80s and seemed fairly nice. Now, I’m not sure if it’s cooled down any, but the sun is long gone and all I can hear in the distance is the rumbling of thunder. My grandma said they mentioned something about tornadoes on the news. That’s certainly not something I want to hear. But I guess it’s something I should be used to with Indiana weather. I’m just not used to not being sure if it’s okay to start buying sandbox and pool toys for my niece or if I should be preparing for the end of the world. Not that there’s much I could do to prepare for it anyway.

Aside from the crazy weather, I’ve delved back into reading. I’ve missed it quite a bit in the last few years. I used to always read, but like with so many other things real life got in the way and everything else fell to the wayside. I just finished reading That Summer by Sarah Dessen. Earlier this week I read another of her books, her newest one, Lock and Key. I’ve got a couple more of her books that I bought a while back that I’m planning on getting into next. I just feel better when I’m reading. I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s just that it requiring using your brain, when so much else in life doesn’t take much effort at all. Either way, I’m glad to be reading again. I feel like I’m connecting the person I am now with the person that I used to be.