I miss Washington. Ugh! Seriously! This whole week I've been thinking 'What if?' We had the opportunity to go back there, and we had 'decided' to get out and move home. Then we changed our minds and stayed in... Now we are stuck in Vegas. However, it has all worked out for the best... Although, I can't help but miss the rain, the clouds, the smell of clean crisp air, and moss growing on the freeways. This is probably on my mind because we 'would have' moved up there this week!
So I miss the green-ness, but most importantly I miss the people. I miss my Sheena and our adventures of watching 'Friends' and I miss baby Kiana (who isn't a baby anymore) grabbing my nose, twisting it, then smiling at me! Missing Kiana usually makes me feel sad and old, considering she's 4 now and I've missed it!... this also makes me long to see Kindra (her little sister) Sheena has done well to keep me up to date, but I still miss being there (They're kinda like Brayden's cousins I guess). And now our visits are far and few between. I also miss Nan and T's favorite phrase: "Can we paint?" Which happened almost everyday, so Michaels became a regular stock up place. I miss how they couldn't say their R's very well, so I was "And-jew-ah!" Even to this day that has still stuck with me and I'd give anything to hear them say it again. And most disgustingly, I miss the deer that Callie would chase. She used to act so alive, now she is old and hates the heat. And sadly, there are no deer here. Just dirt.
Don't get me wrong, Vegas (despite its grooling summers) has really grown on me. But there are times when I just want a really bad thunderstorm to roll in. This way, I can sit in my house and listen to the rain hit my roof and splash through my rain gutters. Wait, do I even have rain gutters? Troy ALWAYS says, "Well, just hope the Dam breaks, then you'll get your water." Correction, I don't to die, and "NO!" Troy, the Hoover breaking would not be cool!! All I want is just a thunderstorm here and there. Then, THEN I'll be satisfied!! On the other hand, God created the desert for some reason that I haven't discovered yet, and I guess I need to be thankful that I even have ground to stand on. So just forget all my ranting, I just need to be reminded that I'm blessed. The end.