I'm soooooooooooo happy that George finally won the presidency.  When it was looking like it was going to be a toss up I had to stop thinking about it.  I was getting too worked up over the whole thing.  I prayed.  I cried.  It was awful.  For some reason I just felt very strongly about this election.  I'm so happy!  Happy happy happy!  I love George and his cute little eye brows!  And I love his wife!  I think they will make a wonderful first couple!  I'm happy!!

So we got about 5 inches of snow.  Yuck yuck and yuck.  And may I mention... yuck!  I really am not happy about the snow.  And it took me an hour to drive to work today.  I seriously considered several times turning around and going home.  Since I'm the supervisor that's not really an option though.  The weather is supposed to get worse too.  Right now it's freezing rain.  Looks like I'm stuck at work for a while today!

This morning I was thinking about how things used to be when Dwayne and I were just friends.  Before we got married, before we got engaged, before we started dating.  Both my friend, M, and I had a crush on Dwayne.  M didn't know I liked him.  I played it cool all the time.  I didn't want the two of us to experience some kind of competition thing over something as silly as a guy so I never let on that I liked him.  But I liked him.  I liked him ALOT.

One day, after work, I was at M's house just hanging out and visiting, when all of the sudden M's mom came in the room and told M that Dwayne had just called and said he was coming for a visit.  Oh man... my heart just sunk inside me.  He had called and was making a special trip over to M's house to visit her.  It was unusual because we always did everything together, the three of us.  But this time he was coming to visit HER.  I was so sad.  But since she didn't know I liked him she just got really excited and told me how nervous she was to spend time alone with him.  I pretended to be a good friend and be excited for her.  I also told her I was going to leave because he obviously wanted to visit her.  So, with my coat in my hand and my heart in the pit of my stomach... I left.

I cried all the way home.  It killed me knowing that she was going to be alone with him, and what was worse was that he apparently wanted to be alone with her.  It meant I was losing any chance of making him mine!

When I got home I walked in the door looking very defeated.  My mom asked me what was wrong.  I just mumbled, "nothing" and headed for my room.

Then mom said... "Oh, by the way... Dwayne called here a little while ago looking for you.  I told him you were at M's house.  He said that he'd call over there because he wanted to visit with you."

=o)

I loved him even then.