
I dunno. Well, let's see. Last night we rearranged the living room, took the leaves out of the table, and cleaned up and got ready for the new couch. Had a couple mishaps, almost destroyed all our electronics, I kept dropping things...other than that eveything looks pretty good. Got some last minute touch-ups and I'm going to vacuumn and whatnot. I just got back from dropping Grace off to her mother. She wasn't pleased when I left her there, she wanted to go home with me and see daddy. but she always does that, all week she cries for mommy and James but when we take her she screams when we leave and Mark and I get multiple hugs. Terry bought her a swingset and is talking about getting a baby swing on it for Jonathan. I think he'd love that, he seems to be an outdoors baby. Grace loves it, she told me today, she just misses Jason. Jason was their german shephard, dumb dog but quite loveable and goofy. They ended up giving him to some dude to take to a farm in Arkansas. But for some reason I don't see him doing too well. Poor guy. Went to a show Friday night and had a blast. I talked to everyone and flirted with Howard to see him blush and stammer as per usual. Ran into a girl we used to know in high school, Michelle Patrick. I didn't care for her too much then, but she's pretty awesome now. We exchanged phone numbers and whatnot and when me and Mark throw our huge "it's about damn time you invited us over to get drunk" party I'll call her. I dunno, the guys played pretty good and all, The Revenants played even though Jason was sick as hell with a middle ear infection. He told me he was in bed all day the day before and that day and he felt like shit. But he sounded good. I guess that adrenaline rush makes you feel that much better. Jonathan is a chubby butt. He's 6 months old now, rolls everywhere to get someplace, is good tempered and is attempting speech from time to time. He says "Hi!" on an occasion and my dad taught him how to spit. Oh I was so mad! I suppose he would have learned at some point... BAH! Today is Omi's birthday. I gotta call her. Oh! As an aside, I have lost about 15 lbs and I don't know how. I hope this trend continues. I'm smaller than I was pre-child and feel pretty good...I just remember when I weighed 129 lbs...I wanna be a skinny mexican j-lo again! Ok, I'm done being retarded now. -Petra written on 2003-03-24 at 12:33 p.m. by sweetsolace. |
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