*resolves to snap self out of melancholy mood*

I have an awesome boyfriend. :) And since he is in a good mood today, I am gonna be in a good mood today too! After all, I only have 2 hours left of work and then the evening to myself for the taking of naps and the folding of laundry and the eating of dessert with good friends. Plus I got treated to lunch, for the second day in a row... an adorable good-smelling someone brought me some yumminess from Wendy's. Isn't that sweet? :) So... I will improve my mood by force. I think the only reason I'm not feeling as sunny as you'd think (from looking outside) is because I'm tired.

*resolves to go to bed earlier*

*wonders what the odds of that happening are* :)

Today is the first day of July. That means: Joe starts his summer class today, which should cheer him up enormously as far as the whole "I wish I was out of school" thing goes because now he is actually back in school mode and not just waiting for it to get here. Plus it gets him back on a regular schedule (after being overworked for the past two weeks) and regular schedules are nice, even if they're busy, because at least they're somewhat predictable. (I can say this because I'm not the one working six days a week and going to class five days a week...) July is also my official house-hunting month, although if all goes well I might not have to look too hard, so I can just pay whatever security deposit I might need to put down and then I'm that much closer to moving. Thirty-two days until I move to Hamburg... I hope. :)

This weekend is the fourth of July. That gets me a long weekend from work, and I'm bringing Joe out to Caz for a few days to catch the festivities. That will be a lot of fun. It's funny when I think about it... two years ago he came out to my house for the fourth. Him, Jon, and Ray. Everything is SO much different now. :) This time we're going to go wandering around Caz so hopefully the weather holds... I FINALLY get to introduce him to Molly too, and I guess there'll be a family thing with my mom's side this weekend so I can show him off to all my wacky relatives (I'm sure he'll be thrilled...). :) The more I think about it the more excited I get. It might be fun to run into some random high school people in town too... that hardly ever happens but it could be interesting. I'm just looking forward to being there and showing him around. It's nice this time that we have more time to spend down there, and not as much stuff to do. Amanda's wedding was a lot of fun, but we didn't really get to do much besides that last time. Plus now that it's summer everything's green and pretty and alive, instead of bleak and grey like late March.

If there was ever a month I WOULDN'T pick for my wedding, March would be it. The snow's all brown and slushy by then. April isn't much better. In May you start to see spring more, and June is about perfect weather-wise (which is probably why everybody gets married in June...). July's nice too, but I don't think I'd pick August. Not really sure why but August has never been my favorite month. The green happiness of summer kinda goes brown and dry then. September I love though. :D Gee I wonder why... hehehe. But seriously, late September through mid-October are great, whenever the peak is for the fall colors and it's crisp outside but not bitterly cold... I love fall. ;) November might be okay if you can catch the first snow falling. December - January - February if you want a winter wedding. Of the three I'd pick December and do it Christmas-themey (cuz Christmas is my favorite holiday :P). I'm a dork. I'll tell you why. Because the coolest thing, for me, about having a winter wedding would be wearing a [faux] fur-lined cape with a matching muff that I came across over a year ago when I went wedding gown shopping with miss Molly. I never had any desire to get married in the winter. I still don't to be honest. But it would be neat to wear that... maybe have a sleigh ride... you know. Told you I was a dork.

I don't obsess about weddings like I used to. Honestly. I used to be terrible. I still think about it sometimes though. It's part of being a girl. :P Girls want to have the perfect wedding. They put a lot of thought into it before they even know who their groom will be. I think I do pretty well most of the time. No real sense in planning the whole thing before I'm engaged. But... well... *shrug* You know. I've also got names picked out for all my children. :P I'm not the girliest of girls (thank God) but I am still female.

Speaking of weddings... Miss Molly's wedding is only 5 weeks away. I just realized that today. Thirty-nine days. THIRTY-NINE. I remember when it was over 400! I guess an official invitation awaits me on my return home this weekend. I hafta get my bridesmaid dress hemmed if I can too, because this is it... this is the last weekend I'll be home. Next time I head out after this will be the weekend of the wedding. I can't believe it! My best friend is becoming Mrs. Molly Denis in thirty-nine days. Isn't that amazing? It ranks right up there with seeing an ultrasound video last week... Sean's child with his (or her) little soccer legs kicking around. Sean who used to room with Joe right down the hall from me in Gregory Hall. Gosh that seems like a long time ago. :)

Well... I suppose this thing has killed enough time by now. I think the next time I write in it I should come up with something more interesting to talk about. Something deeper than "this is why I'm happy". Maybe tomorrow. But for today, I think I'm about done. ;)