Good Friends and Puppy Kisses

Ashby, Ryan, and Brownie

Great day yesterday at Ryan's going-away-for-the-summer party. Great friends and dog kisses abounded! Nothing like some relaxing cuddling with giant teddy bears (apparently from Costco. I kinda really want one now, but I don't have a Costco membership! If anyone wants to send me a giant teddy bear from Costco, I would love you forever! I could've fallen asleep on that thing!) and chatting with old amigos to help out with a rough day. It was a bit of a rough night as well, but I'm still so glad I got to see these guys. And all the pets too. It's really funny, because Ryan's family is kinda  a home for lost pets, except for one that they all kinda hate and are trying to get rid of. So if anyone wants a wiener dog named Coco who pees on everything and bites cats and runs into walls, let me know and I'll pass on the message.

Puppy cuddles and kisses

Ok, so maybe that was extreme sarcasm... I mean, I love Coco! So she needs a little bit of special attention... She's a good dog, she just needs to be with a family where she's the only pet and they can give her what she needs. Coco catches all the flack in this family. Her sister Brownie came down and visited us and decided to snuggle with me. I was already snuggling on a ginormous teddy bear, and then my best friend's little sister came to share the bear and the dog, so it was just an absolute snuggle party.

While I know that it's going to be hard to not be in near as much contact with my boyfriend this summer (though we found out he can use his phone to call me at nighttime sometimes) I am super pumped to spend more time with my best friend Ashby. Best friends since third grade! And we still haven't gotten tired of each other. And her little sister Caleigh as well, who I also consider to be a very good friend of mine.

For a while I was kinda worried about Caleigh, but I kept my mouth shut and my eyes open to see what I could pick up. She really looks up to me and went through a bit of a rough patch with her dad, and I thought I started seeing signs of an Eating Disorder. I was terrified that she may have picked up some of these habits from me! But you know, I saw how she dealt with the food last night and how she talked and I think it may be passing a little. She's definitely got the genetics and the personality, but I think the triggering/crisis situation may be passing and she may be emerging unscathed, thank goodness! I know that I would feel absolutely horrible if I had anything to do with her going down this path. But like I said, I think she is going to be ok.

Love this girl like my own sister!

I'm going to miss Ryan this summer. He's going to do research on Methane Spectrometry in Manhattan at K-State. He'll be back some weekends, but it wont be the same. I spent a lot of time with him last summer watching horror movies and playing chess when I was all not wanting to go home after rehab. Sometimes you just need to camp out on a friend's couch, you know?

So yeah, hopefully lots more friend time this summer. On Tuesday, I'm going to a volleyball tournament with my friends Nikki and Amber and Nikki's brother Alex, and we are totally going to wipe face! I never did competitive sports in high school because I was so sick all the time, but I did a little bit of inter-mural volleyball last year, so I kinda sorta halfway know what I'm doing. Enough not to be a detriment to the team!

Speaking of being sick, I guess it's about time I give you guys an Endo update. It was a bit of a rough week there, a lot of bloating (which was really triggering) and a lot of pain (both back pain and ovary pain). There were numerous times when I would stand up too fast or move wrong, and it just doubled me over. Kinda scared at this point of the period to come. Or maybe to come. At this point I'm two weeks late, so I guess we're back to playing this game.

Ashby said last night that I'm lucky I didn't have a period this month. I know though that I still have to pay the metaphorical ferryman and do my time. And in general, the later it is, the rougher it gets. I can tell from the increased ovary pain on both sides that it's probably not looking too great in there. But hey, not much you can do about that, right?

I'll end this post on a happy note! Found this on Pinterest the other day, so I'll share it with you guys. Nothing can improve days like baby goats, quokkas, or smiling lambs. Happy Sunday all!