Who knew a sinus infection would kick me so hard? I thought I was DYING. Too bad I can't keep this raspy voice all the time, though.

Last Friday, I opened my basement door to go down and get S a jacket. At the bottom of the stairs, I see a Tempur Pedic mattress, a box of markers, and a box of crayons floating around in roughly 5 inches of water. Stupid torrential rains backed up the drains all across town. I'm still in the process of ripping up sopping wet carpet ( Read more... )

J somehow ended up with one of S's gameboy games, and (of course) it was the one he HAD to have. So J brought it by after work. That's where the fun begins ( Read more... )

1. What a difference! The mood in my home is so much better now that he’s gone. I’m much more relaxed, of course, but I also sense that in Y and S as well. I thought S might get upset during the actual move on Saturday, but he didn’t seem to even be concerned about anything other than the cat running outside while the door was open ( Read more... )

He’s moving out Saturday! I think I’m looking forward to him leaving more than I did him moving down here. Then, I had the fear of the unknown to contend with; now, I know what to expect. Peace, tranquility, and a big sense of relief ( Read more... )

1. For the past month or so I have been totally enamored of Strawberry Twizzlers. I “liked” them before, but now it’s turned into a major jonesin’ for them. The smell of them in a bag is intoxicating. If I run out, I must get more STAT. I like them best when the bag has been open for awhile. They hardened up a bit, and that’s when their moment ( Read more... )

1. While pulling up carpet, I managed to ( Read more... )

J found an apartment. He’s decided to stay in the area, for now (six month lease). He will know tomorrow whether or not he’s been approved. Should be a no-brainer, though. Humorous aspect: his mommy had to co-sign for him. If all goes according to plan, he will move the weekend of the 9th. Total freedom in less than 10 days ( Read more... )

This morning's dream ( Read more... )

Can someone please explain to me why you would send an email like this to someone you are no longer intimately involved with? And, lest you think he’s just trying to gross me out, these types of emails involving bodily functions and things of that nature were par for the course when we were “together”. In fact, these types of comments were ( Read more... )