super 8 hippie kids

i am kind of slacking off on my "day-to-day" postings.

thursday

i woke up at the beach house this morning. i love waking up at the beach. it's always so relaxing. that was really my main reason for even staying there last night, just so i could wake up there this morning. baillie called and said she was coming down and her call woke me up, so me and daniel waited for her to come. by the time she got there, it was a cloudy and gloomy day so all hopes of going to the beach to enjoy the sun were gone. instead we rode bikes to the beach (the vision of the three of us riding bikes down 6th street on a cloudy Thursday morning makes me happier than it should, like it's a scene out of Super 8). the beach was gloomy and cloudy but that always looks pretty cool.

Then went to eat at Max's Pizza (a place that has the BEST SUBS EVER MADE). baillie was on her A-game in comedy. our waitress's body shape was quite bizarre and i thought daniel would never quit laughing at baillie "i love to see ha go, but i hate to watch ha leave"

(the next line to that is "i keep ha runnin back and forth like a soccer team" LOL)

we went around to a few shops too. it was a really fun day. the funny thing is that me, daniel, and baillie used to be best friends in middle school. of course high school changed how much we were able to hang out together but even when us three get together we all get along really well, just like in middle school. all we're missing is leandria. 

baillie was my compandre today, fortunately. we left the beach around 2 and daniel went home to pick up his brother. after dad's creepy workers tried to fix my car (which is another story entirely, one i do not feel like telling at all because my car is the dumbest piece of metal to ever move) mom decided that she wanted to go see grandma. me, baillie, jackson, logan, and mom took the good ole 'burban and went to jacksonville to see grandma. we visited with her for a while (which really means jackson ran around the nursing home saying inappropriate things while we tried to wrangle him down like a wild bull). it started raining AGAIN on the way home and it hasn't even stopped. i guess we'll be flooding soon. after we got home baillie took me to granny's and we ate dinner with her. her mind is really slipping in small little ways and it becomes more and more clear everytime i talk to her (she'll tell the same story or make the same point sometimes more than 3 times in a single moment). age is a mountain that you just can't conquer sadly. but she's still as funny as she's ever been, intentionally or unintentionally. 

me, travis, and baillie talked for a long time with dad and granny about old times past in pin hook. i really wish i could have been born during the 70s or 60s like my dad. don't get me wrong, i enjoy our iPhones and computers of this century more than most people, but the way dad tells stories of his childhood makes me really want to grow up then. they had stores every mile in pin hook, and the craziest things went on. granny talked about how, during world war 2, all of Chinquapin School was let out early when one of the teachers, who was enlisted in the War, flew over the school in a blimp on his way to the War and threw candy down to the students. seriously, tell me that isn't a scene from a movie. i've heard the story at least 10 times but every time i get this really clear vision of it and the scene would be the neatest thing. i don't think i have the necessary tools to make that scene come alive by myself... but maybe some day. i'm still serious about doing a love story set against the backdrop of pin hook during the close of world war 2 LOL but forreal. although granny's mind is slipping in some ways, she can still recall most of exactly how things happened back during those days. imagine a film with the credits saying "historical researcher: magdeline hollingsworth" LOLOLOL

after we ate baillie dropped me off back at my house and i ran on the treadmill for what seemed like an eternity (in actuality it was probably 7 minutes but still). and dat was muh dai. good dai, good dai.

today dad looked at jackson's eye and it is almost healed over. isn't that amazing? there isn't even any scarring. the doctors they went to at the beginning of all of this told mom and dad that he would never be able to see out of it again and he would more than likely lose it. not even 3 weeks later it is almost completely better. miracles like that happen all the time with jackson. sometimes i don't know if people recognize the miracles because they're always associated with an enormous setback, but they're miracles all the same. the doctors at wilmington told mom and dad he wouldn't live past a year when he was born, and he's FIFTEEN years old. the doctors at duke told them he would lose the tips of his fingers because of the skin but the surgery healed them completely and they are still there. things like that make me believe more and more that he was put on this earth to be exactly how he is for a reason. he has some sort of purpose on this earth that is bigger than his physical struggles. how all of us tie into it, i don't know yet. he was born into our family for a reason, and there's a reason for everything. sometimes i feel like he may be more important in the grand scheme of things than any of us realize.

to be "healthier" i will start drinking only water and no sodas again tomorrow. wish me luck. i've already had 2 bottles of water just sitting here -___-

bye!