“too much”
part of the reason (you’ll hear me say this over and over again) for the new blog is for me to establish a more mature perspective on things. mature hopefully doesn’t mean dry/old.
anyway, i’ve gone and done “too much” this past weekend, for the nth time in my parents’ eyes. and i’m at a point in my life when i don’t completely disagree with them. i left blacksburg at 5:30am saturday morning for DC (note: not home, rather an event); by the time we found parking it was 10:30am; we finally left DC at 2:30pm. needless to say, neither of our sets of parents was very happy with us. it doesn’t matter if you have the best of intentions in the things you do; your parents still deserve almost all your attention (and yes, i say this and yet do something completely different). anyway, after saying salaams to my family in a parking lot for 5 minutes, i left for springfield. and didn’t get home until they were all asleep. <–extreme case of: please don’t be like me if you can help it.
and for the nth time, i was reminded of how much i’m like my dad. we had guests coming over for lunch yesterday and it was snowing pretty heavily at the time, so some guests were cancelling.  my dad was on the phone with a family friend,
abu: “it’s not that bad! trust me, the roads are fine, insha Allah. come!”
guy: ***note: i obviously dont know what he’s saying****
abu: “trust me, it’s fine. if your car gets stuck, i will come pick you up.”
note that last sentence. isn’t that something *I* would do?! it is, it is. and it’s scary.
and guess what time of year it is? little international. <–wow, i dont know how to explain this in just a phrase. i dont even know why it’s called that, because it’s way far from being international. in fact, if i participate, i’ll be the most international part of it. basically, you sign up to “show” an animal (sheep, horse, cow, or pig), and it’s a fundraiser for the department (or college of ag? im not completely sure). i signed up last year only to drop out at the last minute because my heifer was not very cooperative. granted, i was also not very good at convincing her that i was in charge of her. so should i subject myself to this again? i won’t lie; i really seriously loved my experience with it last year even though i didn’t really accomplish much. everyone i had asked about the event told me i would “have a lot of fun” and i didn’t know what that meant until a couple weeks into it. if ever in my life i’m given the chance to work with livestock, i’m taking it. i know this idea is almost totally foreign (there’s that concept again, just flipped upside down; how’s that for turning the tables?) to many of you, but livestock are FUN; nothing quite matches it. for God’s sake, i didn’t even do much and i had fun doing it. who am i kidding? i’m obviously (insha Allah) signing up. april 14th, mark your calendars, oh ye who might play with the idea of coming to watch.