I'm wearing a Hello Kitty shirt that H bought me. I feel like it is 2 sizes too small. I think he thinks I am an Olsen Twin. I feel like I'm wearing spanx.
I'm happy there weren't 50 mile per hour winds today, like last week on recycling day. All of H's beer cans were blown down the block and around the corner. Pain in the ballz.
Jake is getting all sorts of stir crazy and has cabin fever without a foster to play with. We won't have another for at least a month because of our schedules. I'm sad that we can't have one sooner.
Some friends of mine from San Diego were having drinks last night. Got some drunken texts, asking if I remembered some dude I hooked up with (I do). I'm so pleased that this is the collective memory of me ::hangs head::
In my defense - dude was hot.