Off The Ball

I can't believe this. I missed a post in December. I'm really screwing up my archives here!

I returned yesterday morning from San Marcos, Texas where I had spent the weekend with my sister. She's adjusting to civilian life after fulfilling a 6 year service in the Air Force and is now getting her education at the most beautiful school in Texas. Texas State is really gorgeous and I'd go there if my scholarship would've permitted it.

She called me about two days after she moved there asking me to come down to help her set up. I can understand her position perfectly. Getting assimilated into a not-so-structured society again, living in a new town and having no friends. Yeah, that pretty much sucks. So, what are sisters for? Together we set up her washer and dryer (changing the prong plugs is a pain in the ass), recycled a million cardboard boxes, made friends at the local coffee shop, made friends with the waiters at INO'Z in Wimberly, and danced on the tables at Nephew's. By the way, the table dancing was ladies choice and I chose to dance with my sister and about 10 other girls on a table. Honestly, it's the most fun I've had with Krista ever. Sometimes desperate times pull out the best in relationships. Though, it worked out on the contrary with my other sister in San Francisco this Christmas. I don't know if I'll ever be able to travel with Anne Rose again. I try to block that vacation out of my memory.

I came back to San Angelo with a new love for Amaretto Sours and an even more renewed love of not being single. Thank God I have Josh and we met the way we did. I couldn't stand the stereotypical "We met at a bar" declaration. Though, we have the "We met at a coffee shop" thing, which is slightly less stereotypical but much more mild.

I'm really proud of Krista. She's been through some of the worst things in life so I think she only has good things to come. I hope she doesn't meet anyone significant in a bar.