Ah, it hit 68 today. I hope that everyone had a great memorial day. Im just getting ready to have a neighbor and her boys over for s'mores. I told H he was invited, we have been doing this kind of thing for a while, he invites me over, I invite him over, its just silly because we live on oposite sides of the country.

I wish that I had some idea of where all this was going. We talk, well, text, almost every day, say goodnight, and good morning, tell each other how our days were. I just dont know if Im just a good friend or what... I try to not read too much into it, but I almost cant help myself but to start to get hopeful I guess.

I guess I gave the wrong finger to the wrong man...