and you sweetpeas are the answers to their dreams.

so i slept.

i know it wasn't just exhaustion - i am semi-emo.

i miss my dad - i miss talking to someone all day long... even at night... when we'd retire... i'd yell across the hall.

jokes, memories, plans for the next day - the usual stuff that comes with living with someone - but drama free.

i got home from work - and basically interneted for a bit- and tried my hardest to stay awake until the courtland center was open... after the run around... and an hour wait....

they have my garbage bag.

i counted my panties - AND i need these two pair to have eleven.

i feel a lot more comfortable acquiring these two for a total of eleven - then just coming home and having eleven.

(so while reading all that - i wondered why do we call underwear a pair - it's just one unit!)

when i was waiting to fall asleep and now while i am crocheting some christmas presents (everyone is getting crafts besides the kids) - an officer and a gentleman is on behind the screen. sid just said - 'what can i say? best head in fifty-two states!" i hate that... something else that has been bother me... i have this - thats a virgin islands quarter. was that part of the plan? is mexico next, then what ... canada?

it was supposed to snow - dunno if that's still gonna happen. it looks like nj is set to get as much snow as bedford ... we'll see though. it all depends on how the storm hits the mountain - ninety-percent of the time it stops there and then depending where you live on the mountain you might see snow.

there's a common saying around here - if you don't like the weather go five miles down the road.

i have angels&demons waiting at the library - i'm fixing to get it.

i started making my na girls the scrabble tile pendants - the pdf tm sent me is awesome - however - while trying to change it i figured out a little more about photoshoppe and created one of my own.

it reminds me i can be alot like the peeps in an officer and a gentleman - whether it be mayo figuring out he isn't doomed/destined to be a fuckup like his father; like seeger who has to gain the upper body strength to match her determination or like worley who reminds us all that only death can give the freedom that living up to your parents expectations can prove endless.

but i like to see it like paula - not only being happy in the paperplant but waiting - back at the paperplant for the man.

cause if it's real he'll come back.