apologies.

your love is like a blanket, just a little bit too warm sometimes,

i wanna wrap somebody in it, who can hold me in his arms.

- grace potter & the nocturnals

this weekend was a whirlwind. it flew by just as fast as the tornados that ravaged through the towns in north carolina this weekend. this past week was crazy too, with bone marrow drive drive day (it was our 20th annual one - how exciting is that?) on wednesday, papers and presentations due, professor meetings, and even more.

friday was a little crazy - because i went shopping at bcbg on thursday afternoon for a formal dress with my little, i went to the workshop class on friday morning at 11 am, tabled for delta blues from 12 - 1 pm, and then headed over to admissions for tribe ambassadors. i gave a tour later in the afternoon that didn't finish until 5 pm, and formal was at 6. did i mention that i still didn't have a date? i ran by the ∆∆∆ house and found out that i did, in fact, have a date. i sprinted home to get ready and then headed to where every one else was getting shuttled to formal. i had a blast at formal, surprisingly, and despite my plans to get home super early, arrived home at 2:45 am, in time to get a little sleep, and then wake up at 9:30 for a tour at 10:30.

saturday was more crazy than friday (if that's remotely possible) - with a tour at 10:30 that took significantly longer than possible, met up with my mom at 12:15, and then had to head back to sadler center at 12:40 for a session with some prospective students. my mom talked to parents of prospective students, and it was so exciting to see her interact with parents in the same way that i interact with students. directly afterwards, we headed to my final a cappella concert, and then, we were on our way to richmond for cal and katelyn's wedding that night. i can honestly say now that i am grateful for the life i live after i survived the car ride there. because i was spending the night with my sister in richmond, i drove separately from my mom who was returning back to my hometown that night. with torrential rain, tornado sirens blaring over the radio, lightning coming down beside me, i was more petrified than i have ever been in my life. tears were streaming down my cheeks, i was switching back and forth between words that i would not want the man upstairs to hear and the praise radio station. thankfully, we made it. not in time for the wedding, we still made it for the reception.

afterward, i headed to sweetfrog with my sister and mom to grab some frozen yogurt, came back to rebecca's apartment, and spent the rest of the night sitting with rebecca and alistar and drinking a glass of red wine. nights like these are the nights that i treasure the most - more than sorority formals, more than big wedding receptions. it's the nights where i sit in my pj's with a glass of wine with my sister and her boyfriend and catch up on life. it was so wonderful for me to see rebecca so very much in her element - in her own apartment with all of her beautiful things. i so much treasure the relationship that my sister and i have - the one that has transformed to her being the "too cool" big sister and me being the "i'm-super-annoying-and-i-want-to-copy-everything-she-does" little sister to us being best friends. for that, i am so grateful.

and i am also extremely grateful for the relationship and friendship i've been able to form with alistar - one that has evolved over many years and has very much so become a familial relationship.

here's to a less busy week -

xoxo.

krp.