Long ago... or something like that.

Had a great evening with mom and dad last night. We roasted hot dogs and relaxed by the firepit. Pooks and I are getting annoyed with moving stuff. It's just gotten disheartening recently.

I got a call from an old friend from G'ville on Thursday too. It was good to talk with her. Hopefully she'll be able to make it up to the house warming in Feb. I miss a lot of my Gainesville friends. Of course not getting involved around here like I did down there hasn't helped. It makes me thing of how really long it's been since I've talked with any of them. I do keep tabs on things, Earl's leaving the church, Bob died, IHN keeps helping families. I may miss the superbowl party for the homeless this year. Makes me kinda melancholy. I know though that a lot of the people and things I knew from there are gone. The memories are of happy times long ago. I've moved, but not necessarily moved on.

It's late and I don't want to sleep. I'm rapidly succumbing to the sandman though.