Wii

Matt "golfing"

Look at that concentration...

Superbowl XLII

Although we were all bummed that the Patriots lost (some more than others) At least we lost in style!

Neither of us knew we were making the same face...

If life were perfectly planned....

I just spend the last 45 minutes being all depressed because for some reason Matt and I are in a personal recession in our jobs, which makes it really hard to make the expensive trip to visit each other every week (think of gas prices), let alone pay our bills. I was depressed and started getting into that negative thinking mode where everything that is bad comes and bogs me down all at once.

But then I was thinking about people who have it worse off... And wondering why I was getting to upset over the fact that I am unable to plan out the next 3 years of my life. But then, what makes the people who have it worse off than me less depressed? They think of someone worse off than them? What happens when they get to the bottom of the chain. The bottom where they cannot think of anyone who has it worse to compare to? What about those people? :(

Ice Skating

So Matt and I had a pretty nice weekend together...

It started off with Matt being a grumpy bear who didn't get enough sleep (mostly my fault)

And then we hung out with some of Matt's friends who live in Maryland.

Also this weekend there was a Generation Christ event... ICE SKATING!

Here's a bunch of pictures, thanks to PA:

She walked away...

Ok, so this has nothing to do with Matt and I, but this BarlowGirl song just completely described a friend of mine and I had to write it down:

She couldn't take one more day
Home was more her prison now
Independence called out
She had to get it

A fight was all she needed
To give her reason
She slammed the door with no goodbye
And knew that it was time

Now she's driving too fast
She didn't care to glance behind
And through her tears she laughed
It's time to kiss the past goodbye

I'm finally on my own
Don't try to tell me no
There's so much more for me
Just watch what I will be

She walked away
Couldn't say why she was leaving
She walked away
She left all she had believed in

Not a day goes by
For the ones she's left behind
They're always asking "why?"
And thoughts of her consume her mind

God please let her know
The love we tried to show
We'd promise anything
If you'd just bring her home

Tell her we love her
Tell her she's wanted
And one more thing God
Tell her please, come home
Please, come home