Happy Easter everyone! I hope everyone had as good of a weekend as me. Not that mine was extraordinary or anything…but Easter is definitely one of my favorite holidays. We don’t do too much around here…but I definitely reflect a whole lot more. It’s one of the more emotional times for me to remember what Christ did for me so long ago. It humbles and moves me.

What made this weekend even more special was it was my grandma’s birthday. She’s getting up there in years, but always reminds me to be young. She is one cool chick. We took her out to dinner yesterday and then today a bunch of friends and relatives came by the house to offer her well-wishes and birthday greetings. It was like Grand Central around here. No exaggeration.

Last night was a good time…I went over and hung out with Nurse Melinda (one of the Hot Nurses) at her place on campus and we watched Hitch. I seriously love that movie…that guy is smooth. We also grabbed Santana’s after we got rejected from the guy at McDonalds. So what if they were closed?!? Anyway, we had some fun together. This weekend was chock full of Spanish speakers…not just with the family, but also with Melinda. I’m sure I was turning her on with my linguistic abilities and mad skills in ordering Mexican food. Next time, I’ll give her a French lesson.

No, seriously. I took French for 4 years. Get your mind outta the gutter. ;)

I had another self-realization too. I got some disappointing news about a certain someone. Amazingly, although it sort of sucks, I’m sort of okay with it. Sort of.

I have a tendency to take things seriously or invest too much in people. Take, for example, the cute Olive Garden girl. Now, I asked her out and we went on a date…and then nothing else. I was crushed. I still am, to this day, sort of bummed. But seriously, how well did I know this girl? And seriously, how much did we have in common? (And seriously, how funny is it that an Olive Garden commercial just came on the TV? :) ) But anyway, she was a cool girl and all, but I don’t think that we were soulmates or anything like that. Why did it affect me so much? It’s because I invested too much in her. My thoughts, my energy…I made too much of things way before they should have been made into things…if that makes any sense. So when push came to shove and things didn’t work, of course I was crushed. I was in too deep.

So there is this girl that I sort of like. I guess you could say I still have a thing for her…but fact of the matter is she’s taken. Old Aaron would have been devastated because he would have been thinking about her constantly, dreaming about what could have been, and wondering what he did wrong. But new Aaron doesn’t care. He thought she was cool, but didn’t go beyond that. He didn’t commit thoughts or invest energy into making it turn into something. And new Aaron isn’t wondering what he did wrong because he knows that he is the man.

Well, sort of. While I don’t know if things would work out or not, it’s still sort of disappointing not to find out. There is always the prospect of maybe…but I’m not going to lose sleep over it.

Actually, the fact of the matter is perhaps I’m being TOO cautious now. Is that the guarded, pansy way of not letting my feelings get hurt? If I’m not careful, will my life be full of superficial relationships? I sure hope not, because a passionless life is no life that I want to lead. But at the same time I want to be careful. I don’t want to get hurt, but who knows if the future Mrs. Aaron is a girl I played it safe with. I think ultimately my life has been about missed opportunities. And I don’t want to live with regret.

But I do want to eat some green bean casserole. Talk with you later, homies.