As I sat on the couch this morning after eating No Bake cookie #3 and it was only 10 am, and was holding my twelve and a half pound Texas souvenir I began to cry. So, to keep myself from eating cookie #5 I am writing. And not I didn't mess up my numbers I already had cookie #4. Today is a very dark, cloudy, pouring rain day. Days like this tend to be a little depressing for me so it kind of plunged me into a pity party since last week we had our first year anniversary of being in Texas. I have been pondering this for several days. In many ways it has gone so fast and phone calls and blogs have really helped. In this whole year I have had only 2 maybe 3 short bouts of homesickness for family and friends and Logan. But, today is probably the hardest day yet. I am tired of being strong. I just plain miss my family. I just miss sitting and talking face to face with my sisters and sisters-in-law. I miss hanging out with all the "girls". I miss my walking and running buddies. I miss sitting around and watching a big group of kids play while the moms sit and talk. I miss the phone conversations that come being in the same town (it is different). I miss Gossners and cheap cheese. I miss good ice cream (Good ice cream can not be found here). I miss dry air (humidity was 90% last week). I miss the mountains. I miss leaves that change color in the fall. I miss being able to open my windows at night. I miss being able to go to the store with all my kids and just being one of the masses in the norm and not being a freak show with SO many kids. I miss seeing my nieces and nephews grow up---I haven't even seen 2 of them yet and they are already 9 mos old!!! I miss family parties. I miss neighborhood parties. I miss the Logan library and their cheap overdue fines. I miss Maceys grocery store and all their good prices. I miss the Willow Park zoo. I miss roads that are wide enough to have cars parked on each side of the road and still have enough room to pass a car going the other direction. I miss church being a block away. I miss being minutes from a temple. I miss Logan Parks and Rec. And, if you are reading this, I miss you!!
Okay, so you get the idea. I am just plain homesick. Texas is great and I have learned a lot and made some good friends. But I really need to come visit. Almost every day I think about the visit we are hoping to make in November. If for some reason it doesn't happen, I might go crazy.
Thanks for reading the ramblings of a cooped up, tired, bored, homesick gal.
