Hey ot, Donna and Pooch..

Yes.. the Hummer was a bit of a surprise ..It's none of my business.. but then again he has to stay young from his much younger wife. My brother has a theory ..It's none of my business.. that he's living his thirties that he felt he missed... ..It's none of my business.. I also am guessing even though ..It's none of my business.. that his wife is a very needy dependent personality. It's odd.. so was I when I met him. It's only through the divorce that I've learned how to be less needy (though doing that hermit thing isn't so good) and dependent. It's also nice not to feel like I am always wrong 100% of the time. However I'm still good at giving myself the old messages which I'm slowly erasing.

It was GREAT fun going out for dinner and movie with Donna and her friend. I kept thanking her for bringing me back to the land of the living! After the show we went for ice cream and I found the pictures of a banana split looking a bit too phallic. I think it's been too long.. even though I can't quite imagine.. never mind.

Full time hermiting is EXHAUSTING. Someone mentioned that the bigger the Hummer the smaller the.. err.... fella. I chuckled then thought.. hey wait a second.. I know how big his ding dong is, or at least have vague memories!

My house has been doing a very slow decline via horizontal clutter. My daughter wanted a DQ Blizzard. I said we could get one if we cleaned up the main living areas. Then she was ohhh so tired. I set the timer for 15 minutes for both of us to work. "But I'm tired" she moaned but commenced working nonetheless. After about 10 minutes she asks "What would it take to get a Blizzard now?" I said a total of 1/2 hour of cleaning. Which we did. And the rooms look great. And I went online and got a 2 for 1 Blizzard coupon. A great return on investment for $4.

However, I'm hating the fake Christmas tree. It's wobbly, some of the lights don't work and the ones that don't are hot to the touch. I always get nervous at the thought of a potential house fire. I'm thinking, toss the fake one.. it's probably 10 years old by now, go get a real one, rejoice in what I love about the holiday rather than exist with what doesn't work.

Oh yes.. does anyone do dream therapy? I had a 12 month old baby, was crawling through an old filing cabinet climbing out to find I was near term with a second baby which I neatly had during the dream, took some acting classes, was hit on by a married man who divorced his wife. And I was embarrassed that I had to nurse my newborn in the middle of it all.

Who needs cable?

*hugs*