My weekend was really eventful. We went to Brad Billman's lakehouse off Cedar Creek Lake with Daniel's lifegroup. I enjoy lakehouses! I could be a lake rat all summer if given the opportunity. We swam, laid out, talked, rode jet skis, and relaxed. Oh, and ate tons of food. One funny thing was this guy Kevin who shamelessly dried off with a confederate flag towel. Sans the racism, I do appreciate what it represents - the rebel and the South. I love how Brad and Vicki furnished the house. Quaint furniture, cute figurines, and lake signs everywhere.
We never got to go tubing behind the boat, but apparently we left just in time. There were some reported injuries for those who did go tubing! Meredith broke her finger and her husband cut his heel open. Augh!
After the lake, Daniel had to go to band practice and I went to Miriam's Passion Party. It was plenty fun, but I was so exhuasted from the sun that I couldn't even enjoy all the alcohol there. Julie was making everyone tequila poppers - tequila and 7up in a shot glass, covered with with a paper towel, and pounded twice on the counter to make it fizz up. It tastes like champagne. Sex toy parties are such novelty; everyone cannot help giggling their heads off in sheer embarrassment as they pass the vibrators and dildos around.
Yesterday, Daniel and I went to Movies 14 in Allen to watch Year One during matinee hours. It was so disappointing that we snuck into a second movie, Night at the Museum, to make up for it. Fortunately the second movie was far better. We ate dinner at Cici's and had a great conversation about future plans on the car ride home. I confessed to him feelings I had for another person while we were separated. It didn't make him too happy, but I was beyond relieved. The truth was I was an idiot during that time - insecure and starved for attention. I'm just glad it's all over with, that all those feelings have dissipated. Something just clicked hard and fast in my feeble mind, and I am truly remorseful but at the same time refreshed. What a world's difference it is to be emotionally available; when you're not into something whole-heartedly, it dies. I won't let us die. Not after all we've been through, no siree.
It's a brand new week! I hope I get a lot done seeing as I have all the time in the world. I don't have too many pictures to recap this past weekend, but here's what I do have. My parents didn't feel like watching fire works this year. 
Instead we ate a bunch of food and watched a movie at home. Saturday, we went to the lake with Sheldon and Diana, then Wes and Miriam's bachelor/bachelorette party in Fort Worth. Drinking during the day in the hot sun 
makes me tired and groggy, but I managed to become energized again later that night. I was so glad Danish decided to come with me to Fort Worth. I wouldn't have made it otherwise because of the drive. We have so much fun together! Aside from getting kicked out of a bar for no apparent reason and being a tasty man treat for a swarm of gay asians, I think he had fun that night, too. My favorite 
parts of this weekend were: hanging out as a family, watching Meagan be really drunk at the lake, passing around a bottle of Bacardi Lemon in plain view of the bartender at The Flying Saucer, and Miriam pulling her pants down in front of everyone.
My least favorite parts: ugly bare-boobed girls at the lake, losing my sister's Marc Jacobs sunglasses (why would they sink?!), and drama between a couple of girls and their significant others who were part of the bachelor party. I hope everyone had a great Fourth of July. This summer has been very eventful so far. And to think it's not even over yet! Oh yeah, and Danish is completely moved in to his new apartment. I forgot to mention that the apartment building he's in has been fire damaged due to a man who killed himself by setting himself on fire! Awful. The smoke smell in his apartment is almost gone, though. I have an exciting two weeks ahead of me...
