10 year old boyfriends and lingual frenulums, but not together...EWWWWW.

I get home from Denver and it is as though the snow melted in NARNIA! Well, I wish I was coming home to Mr. Tumnas and the wonders of Narnia, but alas, I’m back in Saginaw. Mountain less Saginaw. But…I seriously cannot complain. The weather here has been prime biking weather.

I strap on my lime green slash white classy helmet, I strut outside in my tight leggings and my new kicks, and I raise my hands in the air, “YESSSSSS.” With music in the background like I won. I’m not sure what I won, but I won. Okay for real, I’ve marked out some smooth roads within the neighborhood that I might get sick of really soon, but they are good for now. I’m learning how GREAT biking feels. Seriously..it’s a rush.

I used to think that people wearing helmets just looked so lame. They just reminded me of when I was young and my dad would make me wear my helmet when rollerblading with my super cool 10 year old boyfriend, or like riding my bike to 7-11 and coming home with a huge slurpee. I would try to be a rebel back then and not wear my helmet on occasions. Whoa. Now that’s when I looked the coolest. Okay, I don’t even know what I’m talking about anymore. I guess moral of the story is that now I think helmets look legit. As my brother Eric would say, “dat helmet looks ‘GIT!”

Right now, in the biking story, I want to remember how incredibly busy school is. LIKE SO BUSY. I don’t go a week without taking an exam and it consumes so much of my time. Not that I’m not enjoying it, it is just a huge part of what is going on right now. I dream of what summer will look like with time off and meeting new people and just laughing and having great conversations. Maybe I’m just writing this so when I come back and read it before school starts in the fall, I will be okay with going back. “BETH…I’M TELLING YOU IT IS OKAY TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL. Just in case you are nervous.” If you know me, you know that I like to over analyze things and then I get nervous. Why? Well, Im not so sure. But I really do like school. Today I learned what that thing under your tongue is called….lingual frenulum. BOOM!