oops that was a bit of venting up there.

feeling better again - s went swimsuit shopping with me - insisted, because he wanted to make sure i get one! don't know what he's up to - can't even get him to come voluntarily to the store with me ever!

so the suits are really picked over and there's almost nothing left in my size except these sassy shorts kind of thing in bright pale green, and a psychedelic pink shirt top. so i try them on and then he makes my mouth drop open - oh this is what you have to wear - you look like you did that night at the halloween party last year.

weeell my halloween costume was completely audacious. mil and i got together and raided her closet and we came up with this bizarre very sexy outfit and even took a large bra and stuffed my breasts (this was 2 months after the bomb!) then i painted my face blue and we did my hair all crazy and when h walked in he just about dropped! (that was a real 180 for me - never dressed up for halloween, let alone audaciously!!!) then i dragged him in to the bathroom sat him down and painted his face blue - then he finally relaxed! let's put it this way - he made some mistakes that night.

so here i am 8 mos. later realizing that s picked up on that big time, and here he is encouraging me to kind of look like i did that night.

so i am totally laughing here - i think the kid is actually strategizing a bit

so h just called while i was writing this - and sounded all nice and asked for some password - not that i would know it -it's to get on line at his parents house. asked him to call about tomorrow, so i don't have to initiate anything whatsoever!

can't wait to go to sleep tonight - am exhausted, but have to go make some cookie dough first to shape into the stands for the cake!!

s and i had a great afternoon, messing with marzipan and pastry cream and we're kind of sugared out - i think we ate more marzipan than we shaped into soccer players!!


me 46 H 38
M10yrs T 11
S10
BD ow 8/11
h filed 9/25/12


"if i could define enlightenment briefly, i would say it is the quiet acceptance of what is"