My youngest had volleyball practice this morning...until noon, I thought. I'm thinking, I have a whole 15 more minutes before I have to get dressed and pick her up. Good thing I was in my bedroom. Well, maybe a little tension will be a good thing, get me out tonight.

Have lots to do. Laundery and cleaning stuff...plus I feel like working on jewelry.

Long day made longer by my oldest waking me in the middle of the night to tell me "Guess what day it is?! It's my birthday!" Well, since there isn't any school tomorrow, I can sleep in. I think I really need to. So tired right now I can barely keep my eyes open let alone think straight.

Love this song.

This was supposed to be with the other one, but I must of been doing something else while typing, therefore distracting myself and making a typo.

Today was a better day. Not too thrilled with the weather, though. I really need to get out of my house. I've hardly left it in a week and a half. Tomorrow, I have no choice. It's my oldest's birthday, and she's been very specific about what she wants for her birthday dinner. Which I would have taken care of today except it looked so yucky out. Still haven't made up my mind about this weekend. I know I should get out but what I should be doing and what I feel like doing are not necessarily the same.

My hair is (barely) long enough to put in pigtails again. Though I'm thinking about cutting it again. (Actually, having my oldest cut it.) Cause I'm getting bored with it. Normally, I'd just change the color, but after all the trouble I went through to get it this blonde...and I do like it. I mean, I miss my red hair, but it was just too hard to keep up with. (I thought hair was supposed to get lighter with age, not darker.) And even though there are some people who think I went blonde just because the man I was seeing at the time wanted me too, I've been blonde more of my life than not. (And if that had been the case, when he didn't want to see me anymore, I would have dyed my hair dark. You know, out of spite.) I do things because it pleases ME to do them, but if it pleases someone else that I care about, that's an added incentive. (Not that I do whatever it pleases me to. Cause there are some things I really really want to do but...I'm pretty sure it wouldn't be appreciated.) Being proud and stubborn is a good thing.

Well, I hope the weather co-operates. I haven't been to the tanning bed in ages, and I paid way back in November for 200 minutes. Plus my tan is fading.

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I was a big fan of Cyndi Lauper when I was a teen.

My last one tonight, I swear...it's just I was having a bad day, and laughter is always the best cure for that.

I think this song is incredibly sexy. (Makes me wanna have sex...I've never understood listening to slow songs when have sex...but then, I usually equate slow with depressing...I want to hear something fast and hard.)

This always makes me laugh. I will drop just about anything to watch it. It's not that I hate cats. I don't. That dog is just so awesome!

If it wasn't so cold AND I had someone to photograph me, I would so put on my bikini and pose in the snow. (I'd try sex in the snow, too, but I'd have to have on a lot more than my swimsuit...)

Apparently, it's supposed to be so cold tomorrow, they cancelled school. With the weather like this, I wonder why the hell I moved up here from Florida. Oh yeah, it was for my biological family. (And also to put a large distance between myself and my cheating, abusive ex-husband. Who ever says revenge will not make you feel good has obviously never donated their ex's (rather expensive and extensive) wardrobe to goodwill. That was over 15 years ago and it still gives me warm fuzzies.) Guess it's a good thing I took advantage of being the only one here this afternoon.

Had the strangest dream the other night. It was after being woken after one in the morning by a text from a number I didn't know. I didn't answer it. I was rather pissed, actually. I must of been thinking about who I wouldn't mind getting woken in the middle of the night by a text or phone call from because I saw his number quite clearly in my dream and I only know it by sight. (I don't even have my OWN cell number memorized!)

Okay, my computer is acting screwy...I probably better finish this before I accidentally delete it. (And I want to watch "Lost Girl" cause Anna Silk is amazingly hot. I would so make out with her.)

Cause I have never seen a girl wear shorts in the snow. I used to wear my ex-husbands silk shirts...cause men's shirts are tailored better than women's.






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