I have a REALLY REALLY REALLY long post mostly written that I can’t post publicly. I’ll probably finish it up in the next few days, set my twitter to private for a day or two and tweet the password, then delete the tweet and make twitter public again.
Drama.
Not mine. Well, kind of mine in that it involves Cassidy but not mine to share publicly. But man, writing is cathartic and I needed to get it all out that way because my head was about 30 seconds away from BLOWING THE FUCK UP for two days.
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SO. Life has been, you know, life. Friday Cassidy spent the night at a friend’s house and then the night was… long. Saturday was running errands, a nice long walk down on the levy with Ben and the dogs, lunch with Bob, Judy and John and a movie that Ben’s been wanting to see for awhile[1. 3:10 to Yuma. I liked it! I didn’t think I would because I’m not usually a huge western fan but I’m wondering now if I didn’t give them a proper chance. I’m going to have to watch a few more now just to be sure.].
Today was breakfast with Melanie and Kim, laundry, a NICE LONG NAP then dinner at Fresh Choice because Cassidy got to choose dinner and it’s her FAVORITE. We just finished up watching Big Trouble in Little China with Cassidy and now that she’s in bed, we are catching up on TV we missed throughout the week. Like Spartacus which you can’t really watch with a 12 year old. heh
It’s a really good thing I don’t blog every day, you’d be like DO YOU EVERY DO ANYTHING INTERESTING!? And the answer is yes. ALL THE DAMN TIME. Eventually Cassidy won’t be a sensitive tween anymore and embarrassing her on my blog will be common place again. 😉
In the meantime, here she is being cute in one of those rare moments she doesn’t have that ever present look of “OMG WHY ARE YOU TAKING MY PICTURE WE ARE IN PUBLIC YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO ACT LIKE YOU DON’T KNOW ME” on her face.
I have a copy of 3:10 to Yuma you guys can have, it had to do with a typo in my address (my fault), reordering a second copy to insure getting it in time as a gift, UPS figuring out the typo aaaand me never returning the extra!
I agree about typing helping!
I agree, writing can be so cathartic. Writing everything down just helps me get it all out and organize it. I’m glad your head didn’t explode, I doubt Ben and the pups would have wanted to clean that up :\
Did you ever post the epic post? because I am morbidly curious now. And I love you and want to be updated on your life, but am the worst friend in the history of ever and can’t keep in touch to save my life.