This is not Schlitz in this photo. This is a picture of Mercedes, Joey's canine. Being around Mercedes this past year made me think of Schlitz. Mercedes is an American Eskimo Dog mix.

Schlitz was a Spitz. I don't know what exact breed. In fact, Schlitz had to have died about 20 years ago. It was the white dog my paternal grandparents had when I was a child. They also had a black dog named Bear. Bear looked sort of like a Benjie type dog, but instead of brown fur, Bear had the black curly fur of a Cocker Spaniel. I can't remember what breed Bear was, either. As far I knew, Bear belonged to my cousin Missy.

So, as a child, going to Grandma and Grandpa's included seeing my grandparents, my uncle Rusty, and my cousins Missy and Michael. Bear and Schlitz were usually in the back yard fence, on the other side from the pool. They had one big dog house to share. Nicki loved Schlitz. She would go around telling people she had a dog. When people asked where that dog was, she would say with her grandparents. She always thought of that dog as her dog.

I really don't know what ever happened to Schlitz. Or Bear for that matter. I know Missy loved dogs. As soon as she was of age and moved out of my grandparent's home, she got her own dog. That baby she had forever, Minnie, died earlier this year. However, she never took Bear. I think he had died by that time.

In other news, I saw the doctor Friday. While there, I got a flu shot. Aren't those things meant to stop you from getting it? Right now, 3 days later, I feel as I'm coming down with it. I hope I can just sleep it off tonight. My past weekend was a repeat of the weekend before. Friday night, dinner with Joey and his parents followed by us going off to karaoke. Saturday was spent with the kids watching their games and cheering, as well as watching Iron Man with the twins. I did have a chance for girls only time with Joey's sister-in-law and one of her friends. That did me some good. Sunday was spent watching TV and some movies, including An American Carol, with Joey. We had a interesting little spay over butter on our popcorn. As a result, we each got our own popcorn so I could have my movie popcorn butter.

Another bonus was having some Pizza Hut BBQ pizza. The Pizza Hut in Fayetteville had it. The SIL and Mary Ellen ordered one so they didn't have to eat what Joey wanted to eat. I think they were glad to find someone else to eat it. The funny thing about it is that I never even wanted to try the BBQ pizza my mother loved until after she died. I had a craving for it one day after she died and came to love it. I even got Gizmo hooked onto it. To this day, Gizmo knows what a Pizza Hut pizza smells like compared to any other pizza. My mother would be proud of her little baby cat. Gizmo may be my father's cat, but they both considered him to be their baby. In fact, she wouldn't even let my father take Gizmo one time he had to travel.

I miss them all.

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Onesome: Your-- ability to see beyond the horizon is limited only by your imagination. Discuss!

Some days, I see a bright future for me. Others days, I see nothing ahead for me. That's life a bi-polar person. Thank God for the Prozac! It sure has helped me a lot at that certain time of the month.

Twosome: mileage may-- be lower for some drivers due to variables like under-inflated tires or speeding up to get to the next red light. Hmmm... Any tips out there for those trying to stretch their fuel dollars?

Coast when you can. With the gas shortage we had lately, it wasn't the fuel dollars that got to me. It was the having any gas to begin with. Thankfully, my car is a manual transmission and on certain hills around here, I just coast my car down the hill. Another tip is to drive the speed limit. Finally, if you have to idle, turn your engine off. My mother was always strict about that one growing up.

Threesome: Vary-- this, vary that, and pretty soon you've broken up a routine. Here's one: what routine of yours really needs to have a little variation introduced? (I'll exclude changing the flavor of your Friday evening ice cream snack; while a little change may be good, radical events should be planned out!)

I need to quit going to Chik-Fil-A for breakfast. But it's just so easy when it's on the way to work each morning.

[♪ Listening to: "Amie" - Pure Prairie League]

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That's what CBS 46 is promoting in it's coverage of the gas situation in Atlanta. It is absolutely pathetic here in Atlanta in regards to the gas shortage.

I needed gas Friday. I had to wait an hour and a half before I could fill my gas tank at one of the few gas stations in Smyrna that had gas. The station has one damn attendant in the lot directing traffic, poorly. Joey told me when he got gas last week, he saw a fist fight at that station. Yes, it's that bad down here. My brother even called me to ask me how bad it was after he heard about the situation. I understand everyone is short on gas, but can't we at least have some order at the gas stations? AAFES has it right at their stations in that you have one way in and one way out. And it doesn't help when some selfish assholes come to the stations with 5 or 10 5-gallon gas cans to the stations and fill up those as well. Yes, there are some people that hoarding gas.

Many employers are encouraging teleworking. I would if I could. I'm not eligible for teleworking, yet, and all the temporary laptops are checked out at work. Good thing I chose an apartment within 2 miles of my employer. The newspaper is saying this gas chaos won't see a sign of relief until the 13^th!

After getting gas, I drove the 30 miles to Fayetteville. Thankfully, my car has a standard transmission. I could coast half the trip without using my gas. I went to Fayetteville to help Mary Ellen with her website I'm been building for her when I have spare time. Joey ended up monopolizing my time. Harold went out and made a ham for dinner knowing I liked his ham. The family waited until I showed up before having dinner. After dinner, Joey suggested we go out to the bar again. David, the DJ, and a friend of Joey's, came over and hugged me when we appeared. I hugged him back once I was certain he was wanting to hug me hello. Once we got to the bar, I got depressed. Sad songs people were singing were bringing me down. I stepped out of the bar several times. Every time I stepped out, the bartender asked was I OK. Joey explained what was wrong without going into details. Finally, instead of mourning my mother, I decided to celebrate her. I got on stage and performed "Why Haven't I Heard from You."

Why did I choose this song? During Beth's pageant years, this song was a big one to perform. Beth never won with her dancing, so my mother, as a lark, had her go on stage and sing this song. Beth won. As a result, she sang it for a while. When Beth practiced the song, I was usually around to pick up the lyrics and sign them when she missed a word. I may not be able to sing, but I have usually no trouble with lyrics. This was the only upbeat song I could think of to sing that I felt I wouldn't be so bad at. There were plenty of bad singers for the night as it was. I shocked the crowd. I wasn't the best at it, but I showed some personality as I performed. David remarked he didn't know I had it in me. Joey was very impressed that as soon as we got back to his place, he bragged about me to Mary Ellen. Joey even asked me where did I learn how to perform the song like I did. I think I took him by surprise by performing that song.

Saturday was to be spent with Mary Ellen, but due to the fall pollen, her lungs are irritated. She wasn't in the mood to go to the archives and research her family tree. So, Joey had me go with him to the Boy Twin's football game. Girl Twin was also cheering. Boy Twin's team lost. After his team was down by 32 points, they quit taking score. His little team of 5- and 6-year-olds was competing against kids of the same age but not of the same physical caliber. Those kids on the Peachtree City Packers looked as they were in 3^rd grade! When his game ended, the family went to lunch together. I'm treated like family. It was Joey, me, Harold, the 2 nephews, the niece, the kids' mother, Joey's brother John, John's girlfriend, and a friend of Girl Twin and that child's mother. During lunch, Joey volunteered to take the twins and their older brother to the older brother's game later that day. Girl Twin asked that I go along with them. So, I went to 2 football games. Before and during the Older One's game, Joey and I played with the twins at a nearby playground as well as took photos of them with our camera phones. I wish I had brought my camera down with me, but I forgot. I got some good shots of Joey and the kids with my phone.

During our travel, we had to hunt for gas as well. Thankfully, we found gas being distributed in an organized manor at a Kroger in Peachtree City. Later that night, on our way home from the Older One's game, we saw a station with no wait in PTC. We stopped and filled the van we were in all the way to full. You got to get the gas when you can. PTC's golf carts are paying off for that town during the crisis.

Sunday was spent working on Mary Ellen's site and watching football and South Park with Joey prior to me leaving Fayetteville to return home. Just before getting to work on the site, Harold and I had to grab a few things, so we went together and just talked. He got after me for the gas I paid for to get the van up to full, but I told him because of the gas situation and the insane people, I felt better knowing that his family have at least one vehicle full of gas and called it my way of paying them back for all the care they have given me.

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Thursday Threesome:

Onesome: "Goodbye,--Norma Jean"? Hmmm.... Best song ever? ...or did he top himself when he adapted it for Princess Diana? My favorite Elton John song is "Pinball Wizard," one he didn't write. Last year, one evening, I was surfing the 'Net and came across the scene from Tommy that Elton performed the song. My dad and I got in a conversation about it. A couple of days later, Joey and I got to talking about it. When we're in the car, sometimes I turn it on, and we just start jamming to it. I also love "Little Jeannie."

Twosome: Yellow--lights: run 'em or slam on the brakes? ...or do you plan your speed so you never hit them yellow? ...or maybe, "What yellow light, Officer?" <g>! Depends on my speed and the traffic around me. If I feel it's safe to stop, I'll stop. If I fear the ass behind me will take out my rear end, I go through it.

Threesome: Brick Road--s and flying monkeys? Okay, did those things just creep you out? ...or were you one of those people who really, really, really wanted one for a pet? Just askin'... They didn't creep me out. I was usually bored with the movie at that part.

[♪ Listening to: "I Guess That's Why They Call It the Blues" - Elton John]

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He called me after I got home from work yesterday and told me to come down and we'd go off to the bar. I can't believe we've been doing this for a year now. So, I came. The fun part was trying to get down here to Fayetteville. Up in Smyrna, the part of the Atlanta area I live and work at, even though I technically live in unincorporated Cobb County between Smyrna and Sandy Springs with an Atlanta address, is suffering through a gas shortage. My regular gas station is out of gas at the moment. When I finally found a gas station with gas, it was packed. Drivers were going nuts over which direction to drive in the lot. It was chaotic. Took me about 20 minutes to get gas. Only got enough to get me down here. This gas shortage is due to 2 main factors: Hurricane Ike and people rushing out to get gas to not face a shortage, and the fact that Cobb County gas is cheaper than Fulton County gas. Everyone likes cheaper gas.

Once I got down here, I found out Joey was in one of his Lori moods. Lori was the sweetheart that died back in February. When he gets this away, he doesn't like to be alone. I can sympathize with these moods because I still get them from time-to-time about my mother. In fact, that's what happened this week that made me become distanced from everyone. We all cope with grief, loss, and missing someone in different ways.

So, we went to the bar. He had a few beers and got to sing a few songs that the Baby Boomer birthday party group at the bar enjoyed. I got to have some dinner. We cringed at bad singers. We applauded the good ones. One guy even had an accompanist trumpeter join him as he sang. I thought that was the best of the night. We had our regular bar tender who laughed with us. We joked. I was even able to one-up Joey in a conversation about disco-tinged country music.

When we got back to his place, he decided to watch some Lori movies. Those are movies he recalls watching with her years ago when they were youngsters. We watched Say Anything and Pump Up the Volume. Both were good films. I had never seen them. Growing up, Say Anything was a Nicki movie. A Nicki movie is one she watched ad nauseum on TV. As a result, there were many films I refused to watch as a child that I have since watched with Joey. I identified so much with the Diane character. I saw it, and Joey saw it. After the movie, we both agreed of movie characters, she's the closest one to me yet. He teased me the most at the scene where Lloyd teaches Diane how to drive a stick shift. He said it reminds him when he was teaching me how to drive my car.

For the record, he didn't teach me how to drive my car. My father did. Joey just didn't like how I drove my car when I was first starting to drive it. As a result, I made him drive the car back to his place to get him off my back. Everything he told me conflicted with what my father taught me. And ever since, he's been the driver, except when he's drunk. Over a year later, I can drive that car well. My dad has complimented me on how well I drive my manual transmission and feels I drive it better than Nicki did. And truth be told, I did learn to drive the car the best way I know how to by picking up habits from both my father and Joey.

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I know it's been over a week since I last posted. I have just been swamped.

Monday, I came back to Atlanta. Before leaving the Savannah area, I had lunch with Lindsey and Chris at Cheddar's. I wish I could have spent more time with my friends in Savannah, but my Labor Day was devoted to spend time with my family, mainly my father. Next time I go to Savannah, I'll spend more time with my friends. On the way home I learned that Scooter doesn't mind travel. He's just a claustrophobic cat.

Wednesday and Thursday were 12 hour nights at work. I have another 2 coming up this week. By the time I got home on those days, I just wanted to collaspe in bed. That's pretty much what I did on those nights.

Friday afternoon, Joey called to see if I would like to join him and go to Stone Mountain to try out the Sky Hike. I agreed. Later, after I got home at work, he asked me to come join him and we'd go to the karaoke bar. Of course, it's never just him saying "I want you to come join me." It's always "I'm doing this. You can come if you want to." Why can't he just say he wants me to be with him? Is it that's hard to say?

So, I drove down and ended up spending the entire weekend in Fayetteville. We went to the bar and had fun. The bartender flat out asked him if I was his girlfriend. He denied it and then told the bartender how we met. He told the bartender that one day, I was crying and he saw me. He stopped me in the hall to see how I was doing. And ever since then, we've been best friends. I was a little offended he mentioned that story. I didn't need the bartender to know I was crying. Made me feel like he took pity on me. I admitted to him a year ago that was the sweetest, most memorable thing he had done for me up to that point, but it's not the start of our friendship. After we left the bar, he told me a few other things that just left me confused. Since it was late we we got back, I just stayed on his couch. Mary Ellen doesn't mind me taking the couch. In fact, she's the one that has encouraged me to sleep over when it's late whether I'm with her and her husband or with Joey. We watched some South Park before going to bed.

Saturday, after Joey and I woke up, we got dressed and went out to Stone Mountain. We had fun. I did the Sky Hike twice. He did it four times. We each got rope burns from the course. We also toured the little Confederacy museum, rode the train, and rode the Skyride to the top of the mountain. And had it not started to rain and we had more energy, we would have done more. Next time I'm there, I will have to get a season pass for the attractions. The cost of 2 all day unlimited passes is equal to 1 season pass. Now that I know the attractions are worth the price, I will do it. And after we got back from the mountain, we were going to do more stuff, but we were so tired. I just stayed the night again there.

Today, we all slept in. I would have left this morning, but Harold threw my Stone Mountain cup into the dishwasher. Once I was able to get my cup, Joey and I got involved in watching some football games. And once the football games ended, we went to Wal-Mart. I had to get some things and Joey wanted something after Stone Mountain but was too tired to get it. At this point, I had planned on leaving but once he heard my dinner plans, he fussed at me. I challenged him to making tacos for dinner. He accepted and I stayed for dinner.

I'm just a little cranky. I'm tired and in pain from all the activity I did yesterday. And yes, I did enjoy my weekend in Fayetteville. I'm just very confused right now.

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I am in Savannah this weekend at home. Home. The place I spent my teenage years and my twenties. Savannah is home. Right after I got in, my father had us get in a group hug. Boy did that feel good! And even though it's been over 2 months since I've been here, it doesn't seem like I ever left. There are some perks to having my own place, but I miss my family.

My family is an issue that Joey and I don't agree about. Last night, at dinner, he said I need to sever the cord. He thinks I coddle them and attached to them too much. That's true, but there are things he will never understand. My family is a close family. We do what we can to help each other. I came down here to help my father with a few issues. Plus, I have missed my siblings. Matthew is came up this weekend from Brunswick to see us. My siblings kep calling me last night windering when I would get in.

I want to get back to my apartment, but I don't want to leave my family. However, come Monday, we all have to go back to our lives at the moment.

This picture is a picture of my father and his little Harri. Last night, Matthew ended up confusing Harri and C.C. I brought Scooter and Graysie home with me. I didn't want to leave them at the apartment alone. They already get mad when I'm at Joey's for a night. It's like they never left. However, Scooter hates travel, and he let me know. I thought it was Graysie that was scared shitless but no, it was Scooter. I rode home with my window open most of the trip.

Today, my father, brother, and I went to Lowe's to get a chainsaw and a lawn mower. We needed these items for the house. I'm not thrilled about opening a charge card to get the stuff, but it's an investment I made in my family and family home. I may not live here, but it is still home. I even took my car to the shop today for an oil change since they know my car. My plan for my car is when I can afford a new one, the current one comes back here for my dad to have a spare car. He likes my car as a backup car and has used it as such since I took it over from Nicki.

And yes, I did have a quick dinner at Joey's place. He knew I was coming to Savannah this weekend. We got to talking Thursday night. He told me to stop by his house on the way down, and he'd serve me dinner before I left town. He had a pork chop and some rice ready for me. He's a sweet friend, even if he won't admit it.

[♪ Listening to: "Carry On Wayward Son" - Kansas]

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(Laura on Sep 1, 2008 6:18 PM)

Tim and I disagreed on the family thing also. I guess it would be easier to understand if my parents were nice to me half the time, but they help me when I need it, at least financially. I'd never have my own home, been able to pay for this divorce, or eat really if it weren't for them. Tim's family pretty much didn't want him around and sent him to live with his friends when he was a teenager so he doesn't think it's important at all to be around family. I'm never going to change my mind on it though.

-L.

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Since Friday, we have been having issues with the building at work. Friday, there was an evacuation due to smoke being seen in the building. I walked down 7 flights of stairs. After about 5 minutes outside, we were given the all-clear to go back into the building. This dumbass decided to walk back up the 7 flight of stairs. Boy could I not do it! However, I did get back to my desk before most of the other people on my floor.

Yesterday, with the company doing some consolidation of offices, my desk changed. I am now right outside the lobby to my floor. A little distracting. As part of the consolidation, my college classmate, Sean, is now at my building. He and his pal from our first day of orientation have been jokingly calling our building Riverhood because it doesn't have all the amenities their old place had.

This morning was an adventure, too. Remnants of Tropical Storm Fay moved into the Atlanta area. Being from Savannah, such weather does not excuse you from being at work and school. So, I went to work. Just as I got to my desk, everyone in the building was evacuated to the stairwell. Spent 20 minutes in the stairwell.

Funny, right now, this song I'm listening to sort of explains a mood I'm in at the moment.

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This past weekend, I was not going to go Fayetteville. Fate had other plans. Joey got a virus on his computer and couldn't get it off. He asked for my help. So, I went down there and got the bug off in about 45 minutes. After I got that taken care of, we went to Best Buy and Wal-Mart. Boy Twin was over for the weekend. Girl Twin was off at a girly birthday party. We took Boy Twin with us.

When Joey wasn't in the car prior to us leaving, Boy Twin asked me why haven't I come to visit his uncle like I used to. I knew Mary Ellen and Harold, Joey's parents, took me in like family, but I didn't realize the Twins did, too. I told the child the truth. Just like he has school, I have work. Because I work, I can't visit Joey as often as I once could.

When we got back from the store, Joey and I went on a music downloading spree. We went through a $25.00 iTunes card like that. When we weren't doing that, Boy Twin had me show him pictures of Transformers. Around dinner time, the three of us went to McDonald's. The lady at the counter assumed since we came in together, I was ordering for all of us. Joey was going to pay for his and Boy Twin's meals.

It was nice to spend solo time with Boy Twin. Maybe next time, I'll spend time with just Girl Twin.

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(Laura on Aug 26, 2008 9:56 AM)

I still read it. Just don't have much to say. I hate being self-absorbed.

-L.

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I'm still reading! Like Laura, I haven't had much to say lately. I have been looking at your flickr pictures, though.

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Onesome: You find out-- all sorts of interesting stuff here on the net. How's about serving up a factoid or site link you've found lately that you are pretty sure no one but you found interesting <g>... GretaWire by Greta Van Susteren. It's a celebrity blog that doesn't feel like someone else wrote the entries in her name. It doesn't feel like she's using it as a press release. She comes across like the million of other personal blogs, except she is on TV. She encourages her readers and her viewers to interact with her. Today, in a post, she mentioned why the Democratic convention is first this year.

Twosome: who your-- information sources are can be interesting: who/what are you looking to for information this political season? I use all sort of sources. Greta has some interesting stuff. I go to CNN. Fark has a political section. And Yahoo! Answers is fun to go to, too. I have to thank...

Threesome: Friends are-- the people who bail you out when you need it? ...or maybe they're the ones waiting in line after you to use the phone looking for bail saying, "Man, that was fun!"? Just wonderin'... I have 4 at the moment: Wes, Lindsey, Joey, and Shannon. I've known Wes the longest. He's now out in California, but we still talk online. I'm closest to Lindsey and Joey. Shannon is the newest friend, but she's awesome to talk to. I can't forget Joey's mother and stepfather, either. I'm like a daughter to them. There is also Nancy and Richard. They are another set of second parents for me. I've known them since before Beth was born, when I just started Junior Girl Scouts. Beth will be 21 this year.

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After that, we worked a bit on his portfolio. Then, it was time for Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles. I can recall only watching it once before with Joey. And of course, the next time I watch it, it was the same episode! Happens quite a bit to shows I don't regular watch. I only ever see a few episodes over and over again. After the show when off, I went home.

Today, I had a long day. I felt like a failure. I know I wasn't. It still have a lot to learn at that job. Getting these things wrong actually give me a better understanding of how it works.

[♪ Listening to: "One of Us" - Joan Osborne]

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I did a dumb thing this weekend. I shut Graysie into my laundry closest for more than a day. Saturday, I had gotten into it to grab some clothing. She got in while I wasn't looking. Scooter did, too. However, I saw him and chased him out of it before shutting it. Graysie, due to her coloring, couldn't be seen. When I got home the next day, I was greeted by a meowing laundry closet. I felt so bad about it and hugged her. I thought she had learned a lesson, but this morning, as I was swapping laundry between the washer and dryer, she got in the dryer. I made sure neither was in the closet prior to leaving to work.

I spent yet another weekend with Joey and family. This weekend was to help Joey prepare a portfolio of web design work for a position he's hoping to get a callback for. Lord knows he needs a job. We got that done. As we were working on it, I told him he needs to just come to my place one weekend, and we'd reformat my old laptop I used for my Senior Project. We could play around in Linux and learn things we should have learned in our IT program. We both feel like he didn't learn enough in that program. And we aren't alone. Others I know feel the same.

We went out for the night as well. We hadn't done that since just before my job interview in May. We had dinner, followed by spending the rest of the night at a karaoke bar. I didn't sing. I was asked why I didn't. My answer: I can't. Even Joey can back that as an answer after my attempt with Shannon. Joey sang a few songs. We both thought of "Suspicious Minds" as one he could sing. Just as I turned it on from the music file I have on my phone, he asked me about listing it as something he'd sing. Our brains must have been in sync Saturday. Not only did we both think of the same song, earlier in the day, when I arrived, he mentioned using my senior project files to use as guidance for his portfolio. Just before I left my apartment, I thought the same thing and brought the project with me. When he mentioned it to me, I laughed.

Once we got to his place at God knows when, we watched The Last Samurai. I saw most of it. I think I had passed out at prior to the last scene of the movie. I enjoyed it. I knew it was historically wrong, but that didn't distract from the lessons Tom Cruise's character learned.

The next morning, I woke up and spent time with Harold, Joey's step-father. There is a dynamic in this quasi-family that has developed between Joey, his parents, and me. Joey is closer to his mother than Harold. I am closer to Harold than his mother. I needed to get things off my chest and felt most comfortable with Harold. He's the closest person to a father physically near me. After my time with Harold, I returned to finish the portfolio work with Joey and played some Xbox with him. Mary Ellen and Harold asked if I could stay for dinner, so I had dinner with them prior to coming home. While I had been out with Harold eariler, he misspoke and referred to Mary Ellen as my mother. I laughed. I'm honored they see me as a daughter figure. The conversation at dinner ended up being about my siblings' significant others. It didn't mean to be get that way. I think Joey enjoyed telling his mother about them more than I did. After tying up some loose ends at the house, I came back to my place.

Friday, I didn't have a chance to post, but I got my hair done. I had another highlighting job done as well as a trim. My hair was cut a little too short for my liking, but I needed. It should grow to the length I wanted in no time. I got a picture of it on Flickr.

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My past weekend was nice. I went down to the Second Home. The plan was for me to attend church with Mary Ellen and Harold, followed with Mary Ellen, her daughter-in-law, and I going to see Mamma Mia!. That didn't happen, but I did have dinner with them. They were expecting me for that as well. I did spend a couple of hours at the dinner table having a ladies chat with Mary Ellen and her daughter-in-law. After the Twins and their mother left, I went and watched a couple of movies with Joey. He had sort of made plans that we'd watch Big Daddy when I came over. After we watched that, he popped in one of his favorite movies, which is one I quite enjoy, too. We watched A Few Good Men. All through it, he kept telling me I was like Demi Moore's character.

While I enjoyed my weekend, when I got home, I got down. My talk at the dinner table with the Mary Ellen and the DIL made me realize I will never have a chance to have that with my mother. I will never get to just sit at the table with her and my sisters and maybe Jessica. I wish I could do that. And with my long days this week, it just added to me missing her. I think that all came to the head last night.

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