in a continuing effort to stay busy, i went to bakersfield again this last weekend for my soon to be sister in law's bridal shower. we had a ton of fun, the night was full of adventure and new people and carl's jr. and throwing up. a success. on sunday morning, we (brother included) went to mom's house, as she had four of the nieces after a sleepover at her house. we took them bagels and were running around her house when i heard my phone ring. i picked it up and let out a really loud, ear-piercing "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!" everyone looked at me with anticipation as to why the hell i had just rousted their morning with my high-pitched sqealing. it was matty. when he called from germany, it was a simple 5 digit number. something really off. and when he called yesterday, it was a 5 digit number. so i knew as soon as i looked at my phone that it was him. hence, the squealing.
i hadn't talked to him for almost three weeks. it is hard to bring all those things to a front that i have wanted to tell him for three whole weeks. i write to him everyday, and i think this is why. i don't want to forget to tell him something super amazingly awesome. he told me he has only received two letters. two letters of about 25 that i have written. (sometimes two a day.) and the care package i sent him. oh, how i miss him.
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