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1:52 p.m. - May 16, 2002 I'm having a template made. I've just started corresponding with the girl but I'm sure she's going to come up with something fabulous. Let's see, um...we got our tax return back today...finally. We didn't mail ours in until the last minute so I expected it to take awhile. We got a little over 5,000!!! Stoked? You betchya! Can you say "new furniture" and "Disney World"? I can. We've never gotten money back in the past because Mark's always been self-employed so this, my friends, is a mucho gift. I had a pity party today at lunch. I went home a cried in my pillow. I guess I'm feeling sorry for myself but you know how it is, every once in a while a good cry just hits the spot. Matthew's crash the other day bothered me and today he woke up feeling crappy. I'm still upset about how Mother's Day went and I miss my mom terribly. I'm hoping that she and dad will be coming up for Matthew's birthday (July 4th weekend). I just hope they don't bring that damn dog. Gracie, she's such a touchy little chick. Gracie is their Jack Russell. She's a fat (obese is more like it) whiner who will not ride in the car. She get's motion sickness my dad says. I say leave at the kennel or let my db watch her. "Oh no" he says, she gets too stressed out when we leave her and her hair falls out. "So, bring her with you". "Syl, you know she doesn't ride in the car very well". "Okay, you stay home with the flippin' dog and put mom on a plane". I've never met two people who plan their life around the moods of their dog like my parents do. Yikes! Gotta run Question of the day: Would you accept twenty years of extraordinary happiness and fulfillment if it meant you would die at the end of the period? Although it's very tempting, I think not. There are too many lessons to be learned through the trials that we endure. ttfn take free enneagram test � � |