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Day: October 1, 2004
Just thought I’d update while waiting for a program to download for a survey. I’m also procrastinating with writing. I don’t understand. I LOVE writing so much, but I fight doing it. I wonder if it’s because I enjoy it so much that I feel I don’t deserve to do it…? I get so much joy out of writing. It really is exhilerating; and yet, I deny myself the chance to do it more often than not. It’s weird.
Chad and Christy came over and we hung out and ate dinner. I love them. They’re great. I can’t wait to go shopping with them on Saturday.
Poor little Aidan. He didn’t want to go to bed alone tonight. He kept screaming MOMMY for ME! Not Mommy for Chris or anyone. He wanted me. Chad was telling me not to worry, that Chris was upstairs with him and that he’d be fine. But I can’t enjoy my dinner knowing my son wants me so much he’s screaming my name. So I went upstairs and cuddled with him. Aidan wrapped his little arms around me and held on for dear life until he was truly asleep. My sweet little boy.
I’m taking the day off tomorrow. I have a feeling my boss will be mad. But firstly, there is no sitter for Aidan tomorrow. Secondly, I am still not sure where I am with this kidney stone. I took some pain meds tonight (last night?) and boy did they make me feel high. Heh. It was nice, but not as nice as the way the stuff from the hospital made me feel!
So, it’s October 1st. Only17 days til I go to Vegas! Exciting stuff. My mom called to remind me of how many days are left. She said she’s really excited to spend time with me. That’s going to be weird. I haven’t spent a lot of time with my mom in years. But I’m excited, plotting how I can get Greg (my stepdad) to buy me a necklace from Tiffany. She freaked out though, when I told her that I met Ivy on the internet. “Don’t let people you meet from the internet into your house! They might be crazy!” Tsk tsk, Mommy. I’ve known Ivy for seven years now, and I’ve met her before. We spent nearly a week together and we’re okay. Not everyone is psycho! Oh well. She’s just being a mommy, I guess.
Well, my contacts are screaming to come out of my eyes, and I need to get back to writing something. Or get my bootay to bed. One or the other.
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