To say that I can’t believe that I will have been in Florida and my hometown for almost two entire days this time next week, is a complete understatement. I haven’t been back since December of 2009, and I can’t even remember the last time I ventured back without Nate. We haven’t really spent more than a day or so apart since we’ve been married- so this will be pretty weird! I know I’ll be so happy to visit with my parents that I won’t think about it at first, but by the time the 11th rolls around I know I’ll be so excited to see him - even if I am sobbing over leaving my Mom. ;]
I get super emotional over the whole flying bit. During the flight I spend my time listening to music that fits my deep and emotional mood while I contemplate how small we are and how overwhelming it is to wake up in one place and fall asleep 875 miles from there. Yes- really. Every time. (Emmy and I are the same person- I just don’t know how to write amazing poems about my feelings.)
I will spend the entire trip feeling like I’m a teenager again, because being back in that town makes me nostalgic like no other. I always have to visit my old place of employment to see all of my favorite bosses, and they always ask me when I’m coming back because man, I was just so talented at my Bob Evans hostessing/waitressing job that no one could ever replace me! ;] I will pour over all of the things in my old room (that are right where I left them) and my Mom and I will walk around the mall that we used to go to in the Summer just to be in the air conditioning when I was 5 or 6 and we didn’t have any of our own! The same mall that I spent pretty much all of my teenage life at- if I wasn’t hanging out with friends at Wal Mart or in the Taco Bell parking lot (yeah guys, it’s a small town!)
I’m super excited to hang out with my girlfriends on that Wednesday night- we’ve planned to meet up at a local Mexican restaurant for dinner and .99 margarita night. (I know right?!) That should be pretty amazing considering I haven’t seen most of them since my wedding, a few in about two years, and a friend that I haven’t seen since I was about 15 or 16 may actually be coming. WOO.
I’m planning to do a lot of documentation while I’m down there! I want to show you guys where I’m from and what I love about the town. I’ve never really talked about it on the blog, but I think it’s time! When I tell people where in Florida I’m from they’re just like, “Oh yeah! … where is that?” and if just a handful of you can say that you know where this little town is- I will have done my job. ;] Small towns really do have the best charm- local restaurants, historic down town areas, haunted hotels, and in this case- a race track! I can’t wait to show you around!