I’m sitting here waiting for my jeans to get dry so that I can go change from my church clothes into “normal” stuff for Break the Fast. I like Break the Fast, though I tend to be grumpy in preparation for it. (Don’t know why.)

I made pasta salad for BtF. It’s got mozzarella cheese and black olives in it, as well. It looks yummy. I can’t wait to try it.

I need to work on my confidence levels. I need to stop hearing my grandfather telling me over and over again that I’m not worth it, and just start believing in myself. When I’m with a group of people and we’re just being a regular group of friends, then I’m confident, but when it comes time to be with a guy in a couple-like format, I can’t help but hear my grandfather telling me that I’m not worth it. You would think if I was able to forgive the man, I could forget the words, but I can’t.