So tomorrow I begin a trip to visit donors which has me beginning in the Dayton airport, in Dallas for an hour or so and then to Palm Springs for the day. The next evening I will spend in Los Angeles, followed by another flight and two nights in the Bay Area. I come home Saturday, and I think it is fair to say I'll be exhausted. But it is exciting. I'm scheduled to meet with several Miami folks while I'm on the left coast. The weather should be interesting, as it will range from the 100s (Palm Springs) to the 60s (Bay Area). I think I'll pack lightly.
The parents were in town over the holiday weekend, and it was a blast. They spent way too much money on us and helped us redo our flower beds. Ok, so dad doesn't really have a green thumb ... but he had green dollar bills. Mom was helping and directing us on what to do with the yard, and it looks 100 times better. It is great to drive up and see flowers in your flower bed. Novel idea, I know.
For me to have the 'rents up here was very important. I wouldn't be where I am today without them, and we certainly wouldn't have the great house we have if it were not for them. No, mommy and daddy didn't buy the house for us. They did the next best thing ... the invested $1,000 25 years ago in some stock and turned it over to me. They did the same thing for Marian, and it has been a blessing. I always pictured my first house as a starter home. Something small and humble, but perfect. This house is larger than I would've imagined, but it is perfect in so many ways. I still find myself feeling like I am a renter from time to time, but some hard work in the yard makes those thoughts vanish quickly. Domestic life may not always be bliss, but it is a lot of fun. The idea of keeping green grass all year is tiring, but I want to try.
What has happened to me?
So on my parents trip to Ohio, my mom brought me some of my old stuff from home. I honestly haven't gone through all of it yet, but she did bring me a journal I kept my senior year of high school. I've been reading it at night just to look back and see how I perceived the interactions with friends and family. I have to admit, I was very silly at times, but then I also realize high school is where my life really began. It is where I became me.
I've had a flood of memories rush over me since reading the journal. Some great, some not so great. I suppose you could say it was the precursor to the now famous Lowe Down. I documented everything from CD purchase (the II album from Boyz II Men), to numerous crushes (Courtney Craver, Kathryn Grubbs, etc), to friendships (the origins of BP) and down to heart ache (the Karen relationship). It is great to relive those memories in my head. I wouldn't trade any of them. It is bittersweet to read the many references to Karen, now that she is no longer with us. It is just so unfortunate. I hope her family is attempting to cope with the loss.
Well, I've been trying to write this Lowe Down for 20 minutes, but the dogs just don't want to behave. I know I've been terrible about updating the page, but I have put a few entries into our wedding website. Please feel free to visit us at jayandcourtney.net. Katherine, one of Courtney's bridesmaids, purchased the site for us last year. We've certainly utilized it.