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I don't really have anything I wish to share. Even though I enjoy talking about Mr. Amazing, I find that I don't want to share it to the whole blogosphere . I'd rather keep all his sweet, wonderful gestures more intimate than the world wide web. So if I'm not talking about him, I find that I don't have much else to share with you right now. School is going well, church is going well, and for the most part, life in general is going well. Maybe something interesting will lead me to blog soon.

Mr. Amazing came to visit me for my birthday. It was the greatest, sweetest, most unrealistic weekend of my life. Maybe I'll post more later, but for now, I'm going to go enjoy the rest of my birthday.

I'm exhausted. Mentally and Physically. It's not the "I need a vacation" kind of exhaustion. It's a "I wish things would give" kind of exhaustion. It's nothing new. Things always seem to pile up at the wrong time. With the beginning of the school year on me, it just seems like I have so many things to do. Church events, weddings, showers, friends, football and softball games, students...the list goes on and on. In all of the chaos I'm still dealing with all the changes I'm going through spiritually and then watching my friends dealing with the same issues. I couldn't imaging my life without all the hoop-la but at times, I envy the lives of those with less drama! Then there is Mr. Amazing. He's still being amazing, and despite the faith I'm trying to have, I'm still waiting for the amazing to dwindle into "same ole crap." I remind myself that it's easy to be amazing when you're 3 hours away so that I

School started back today. I'm exhausted from having to wake up early and from sitting in meaningless meetings all day. I tried to grab a power nap but text messages and phone calls ended that. I gave up hope because I didn't have too much time left. A friend from High School was in town so he took me to dinner and a movie. We had a great time and actually ran into 2 other friends from High School. One guy we saw took one look at me and called out " Kimbo !" my nickname from school. He kept going on about how it had been so long since we'd seen each other. We are both still living in town, and it's a small town, but we never have run into one another. The night was fun, catching up with old friends. For those of you interested, I have in fact talked to Mr. Amazing via phone or text messaging every day. He's always very sweet and still says he's trying to come visit before school starts back for him in a few weeks. I'm trying to take eve