The blonde moment of blonde moments....

So, while my haircolor is a mix between brunette and blonde, I'm not a strict bright blonde.  For which, I'm grateful I mean, I really like my natural hair color even though I do dye it with the occasional highlights. (IDK, maybe it's killing my brain cells....)   Anyway, I came home from work last friday to find a package addressed to me and inside it held two tapes and a letter. :D  I was so stinking excited because that means I get to hear his voice once again.
            On the flip side of things I felt that the third tape I was currently working on was pretty good and had a lot of fun stuff he could listen to when i send it to him, whenever it's done.
             So, I went to my room, read his letter then listened to the first tape and it was awesome, I love hearing his voice, laugh and hearing him interact with his companion.  It was nice, took a little over an hour to listen to the whole thing, and I decided to go back to my tape and record some of my thoughts about the letter and the tape.  So I put in the other tape and start recording.  Only to stop suddenly because I thought one of my roommates was hollering for me.  So I stopped it, listened, it was nothing so I went to go back recording and only pushed play instead of play and record at the same time.  Suddenly his voice was coming out of the recorder and it hit me.
              I had recorded over nearly HALF of the FIRST tape he ever sent me.  So the stories, his experiences etc.  Gone.  Because somehow I mixed his tape up with the new one I meant to record on.  I instantly stopped it, my heart in my throat because.... there was literally no going back and I was seriously on the verge of tears.  I mean, come on! I already am doing this whole two years thing the least I should be able to do is tell the difference between his tape and mine.  In fact, I should have just put his tape away.  I felt so sick in that instant because I was sure he wanted it too for later referance to listen to for fun. I don't know. But he might.

As I went to bed that night I looked up at my "Trent Wall" which is closer to a shrine than anything.  Here's a pic for you:

It's since been updated with new pictures and such but anyway: back to the story

I looked up at the wall which I do every night and I just thought about how stupid I had been and it upset me so much.  But then the thought came to mind: It'll be fine. Trent will probably not even care but instead will get a huge kick out of it instead.  And so, I made lemonade from those stupid lemons that I grew.  I recorded him a NEW tape.  And the fun part is I recorded over one whole tape in an hour.  So, I think what he'll get from it is a lot better than what he was originally going to get.  I even sang on the stupid thing.  (Side note: He asked me too because he says he misses hearing me sing.  And I LOVE to sing.  Am I any good? Not really, but he loves it anyway.)  I was so embarrassed too! Geez, it was weird.  he didn't get a ton either and I'm sure as soon as he get's the tape he'll ask for more.  lol 

Now, looking down the road I can see us listening to that tape I ruined and just getting a kick out of it because first it'll be me talking, and then BAM! It'll suddenly be his voice.  Haha. Oh well. What can I say? I'm kind of a blonde sometimes. :)