Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs

I guess I'm slowly and steadily making some friends. It's nice!
Before Aaron joined the Army, I didn't really have girlfriends. I hung out with my mom. We used to all hang out with a few neighbors and their families, but then they closed down student housing and when we moved apart we kind of lost touch. When we got to our first duty station, I thought, genuinely believed, that once we all grew up that the "drama," a word that is really overused but also really apt, stopped. I found that to be very untrue. So I got my little heart broken a few times, and learned to chain myself up a little tighter, and to trust my gut a little better. I've never been a great judge of character anyway, and then when I'd get a bad feeling about someone on our first meeting, I'd convince myself to give them a shot, only to be proven right later on. I'm still working on that. It's hard. I want people to like me and sometimes find myself not being true to myself for that end. I'm working on that, too. I've learned not to put all my emotional eggs in one basket, and that not everyone deserves the same amount of love/effort/time.

I'm a very social person by nature. I'm outgoing, and I tend to get frustrated and depressed when I'm not getting any interaction. I think that's why I enjoy Myspace and Facebook so much. It's something. I've met some really amazing people on there; some who I'm content being internet friends with and some who I know, if I lived nearby, I'd hang out with them as much as I could. Reconnecting with old friends is really fun, too.

When we first moved here, we met a woman at church. This is odd for me. In my adult life, I don't tend to be friends with other Mo'mos. I always feel like they're judging me for being a "bad Mormon" or that they don't take me seriously. I am a kidder, but I'm not an idiot. Anyway, she's really funny and sweet. We hang out a lot, and our kids all get along great. Even her two-year-old; he's really gentle with Jack and Jack looks at him like he's a god. It's adorable. We also are friends with our downstairs neighbors. He was in his last phase of officer's training and they have two young kids. We've hung out a few times. They invited us over a few weeks ago right before he went on his hardship tour, and we went out to lunch with her today. It was nice. She seems very mellow and levelheaded. Then, we went to the movies. Emily's been begging to see Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs for weeks and weeks, so, as a reward for doing so well at the dentist on Wednesday, we took her today.
This. Movie. Is. Hilarious. HIGH-larious, even. And it's not even like some kids' movies, that have kind of "adult" innuendos that make it funny for adults as well as kids. It's just good, clean, silly fun. I almost dropped the baby a couple times! Just a really really good time.

Now we're home, and our a/c's not working right. It's not hot, perse (is that how you spell that?), but it's uncomfortable warm.

On a side note, my kids are ridiculously cute. Emily sometimes grabs Libby's face in her hands and says, very forcefully, "You are SO CUTE!" I love it.