I missed Lit. today. I thought 17 minutes was way too late to interrupt the lecture. So, I'm just goofing off in the library. I finally quit Cinnabon. In fact, two other people gave their notices yesterday, too. Thursday I'll start "working" for my parents. We'll see how that goes...I have nothing left to say, so you guys have a good day.

I found another neat thing to steal ( Read more... )

I had a good weekend. Friday night Kev came over. I had to clean and make the pies and the other stuff I was fixing for dinner with his rents. Then his mom and dad, my fam, Kev and I all celebrated his birthday week Saturday night. I fixed lasagna, salad, cheddar garlic biscuits, and peanut butter chocolate chip pie. It was edible, so I was ( Read more... )

I thought it to be only fair that I updated since my last entry. I saw him today and he seemed fine. WE were fine, and I was happy. If he wasn't happy, he sure fooled me. You can't forge what we have. It was still there today. I love him. So much.

A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person ( Read more... )

This is the Dickinson poem I was talking about ( Read more... )

Maybe we've been going about it all wrong. Maybe those who should counsel us in the ways of love don't need the prerequisite experiences of a happy marriage and a functional family. The only semi-genius thing Emily Dickinson ever wrote is, "Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed." Until a few days ago, I'd been turning a deaf ear ( Read more... )

If it weren't for this semester, I'd dread Mondays. They aren't so bad now, because Kev and I get to spend a lot of time together during the break we have before we both have to go to lab. Today, I'm feeling kind of ambitious, like I just might make up two of the 27 Tai Chi classes I missed in addition to attending my regularly scheduled Tai Chi ( Read more... )

I don't have much to say today. I'm having one of those days, the ones where I wish I could just crawl in bed or get Kevin to hold me while I cry a little. I don't have anything to really cry about. And, I'm not looking for things. It's just a day when I want to look in the mirror and not wince ( Read more... )

Kev, I knew you'd be reading this sometime tonight. A question for ya: What's your favorite kind of icing? I hope your lab goes well. Remember that I love you so much and I'll call you when I get out of class. 10 days until you're an old man!