I got a Thanksgiving care package from my mom this morning. She sent my winter coat, boots and toque. I am going to look like a proper snow-goer now. Bring it on!

She also tucked in my favorite recipe. Once I head to the grocery store I am all prepared for tomorrow.

Look out yams! I come to defeat you with my garlic and wooden spoon.

Never before have I felt so out of place ( Read more... )

No, I am not making OUT with the Turkey. I am making with the turkey. As in trying to figure out what I can cook for the house gobble fest. I am going to have to call mom and ask her for some deep dark family recipe ( Read more... )

Shannon and I spent most of the last two days curled up on the couch watching movies. I know there are some people who think we need to just get up and get going. Start moving forward. Get back up on that horse. And to them I say - suck it ( Read more... )

without them hurting today. There is some pretty impressive bruising on them, but I think the swelling has gone down a bit. Here's to hoping.

I'm looking at the cuts and marks that she left. I am going to have scars. I've never had a scar before. Even when I broke my arm, or rather that preacher broke it, there was nothing left to mark the ( Read more... )

I am not sure I know where to begin. I am supposed to be resting and letting my wounds heal, but I can't sleep. Imagine that.

Drusilla. She offered to make immortal. It was easy to say no at first. Then you get tired. Tired of having your eyes strained open, then pinned in place so you can watch her feed. Tired of having your own mortality ( Read more... )

--msg sent by blackberry technology --

don't no where.

not alone.

can hear her.

make me live 4ever.

lost so much.

--end msg--

--msg sent by blackberry technology--

pins for my eyes.

girls. dead.

its dark.

the voice sings.

sweet lullaby.

sleeps. type.

--end msg--

--msg sent by blackberry technology--

help me pls.

dark.

blood.

pain.

eyes staring.

loosing control.

--end message--

Not good.

Not good at all.