May 2, 1999 - Sunday Evening

I saw 2 too many ticks yesterday.  One on the wall and the other on Keisha.  So I suppose
that means that tick season has begun.  And I'm not happy about it.  I absolutely hate ticks.
They are gross, and creepy, and yucky, and disgusting, and ...  did I mention that I hate
them?  And it always happens that as soon as I see the first one of the season I then feel
like they're crawling all over me.  Ewwwww...

And I'm not one to question God about anything but I don't understand why He made ticks.  I
know alot of insects serve a purpose but what purpose do they serve?  Blood level control
for dogs?  "Come on men, this one's a little full.  Let's suck out a pint."  Ewww man they just
gross me out!  One Sunday a couple years ago I was at church and reached up to scratch my
head and felt a tick trying to lower my blood level!!!  I went into the ladies room and flushed
him.  YUCK!!!

My sister came to visit this weekend.  She still has not had the baby.   Boy, that baby is going
to be a big one!  A few weeks ago the doctors were already saying it was about 8 lbs. and in
the last month they can gain 2 lbs!  My other sister had a 10 pounder!  Ouch!

Dwayne has been trying to get me to eat tulips.  We bought a book about edible flowers and
plants for his mother for mother's day and he looked through it and found that tulips are
edible.  No thanks honey, I'll stick with lettuce; tulips are too pretty to eat.  Besides, they
have probably been pee'd on by all the neighborhood dogs.  Gross.  And he thought that
moisture was fresh, morning dew?  hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe
 

May 9, 1999 - Sunday Evening

There is a big, ugly, black beetle type bug in my bathroom.  And it's really bothering me.  This
is what happened... it made me giggle... there I was, in the bathroom, peeing, and that big,
ugly, black beetle type bug came crawling out of nowhere.  I didn't realize that my window
was open and my neighbors were outside when I said outloud, "Ewwww, that is NASTY".  I
can only imagine what they thought.  hehehehehe, that is what made me giggle.  Course the big,
ugly, black beetle type bug is still in there.  I can't kill bugs that large.  If they are small and
only make a small crunchy sound when you kill the bug I can handle that.  But not the fat, juicy
ones... I'll save it for Dwayne.  =o)

So, my sister had her baby!  She had a girl, 8 lbs 7 oz - not too too big like we thought she
was going to be.  And after being there I'm not so sure I will ever want to go through
childbirth.  I'm such a whimp.  I can't even handle the flu and I'm serious.  There have been a
couple times that Dwayne has had to stay home and take care of me when I have been sick.
He has to rub my back when I throw up.  Poor man.  He is too good to me sometimes.

But anyways... so we have a new baby!  I held her for a long time today and she is just so
precious.  And I had my other niece for 4 days while my sister was in the hospital.  That little
girl is too precious for her own good.  She definitely has me wrapped around her little finger.
I can't even begin to describe how much I love her.  I was really young when most of my
other nieces and nephews were born but the kids in my family are very special.  They seem to
be alot more sensitive than other kids I have seen.  Although I may be biased.  But they are
all very loving.  At least if I don't have kids of my own, I have them.  =o)

I wish the dust in my house would go away.  I mean without me having to dust it away that is.
Just disappear... all on it's own, or with Dwayne's help.  hahahahahahahaha

I'm seriously tired tonight.  I could sleep for 12 hours easily.  I love my bed.  It's sooooooo
comfy.  Too comfy... I never want to get out of it!  But you know what's funny?  It's queen
size right?  Plenty of room for two people right?  If Dwayne would stay on his side that is.
He sleeps in the middle of the bed.  Drives me crazy!  I'm one of those people who needs
space... air... I get too hot if he is cuddling too close.  But he insists!  MEN!

Doesn't that sound ridiculous?  Most women would love it if their husband was more cuddly.
This is another one of those "grass is greener" situations.

Well, now that things are somewhat back to normal since the baby has been born I'm going to
try to resume my consistent entries... we'll see how well I can do with that.  Sometimes it's
hard because I have a friend I email back and forth with and talking to him is like making a
journal entry and then I feel like I am duplicating myself.  And we certainly don't need two
of me!!!

But for now I have to go...

Goodnight...
 

May 10, 1999 - Monday Evening

My nails are wet.  I just painted them.  And I'm listening to a Bryan Adams cd.  This isn't a
good combination.  It's going to be hard for me to concentrate.

I've had a rough day.  I'm not even going to go into details.

Dwayne and I have decided that we have to have Zach put to sleep.  I'm so so soooo sad
about this but we have to do it.  He is very aggressive and I just can't handle him anymore.
I'm afraid that one day we will turn our backs just for a split second and he will seriously
hurt someone.  And we can't even open the window without him trying to get at anyone who
walks by.  But it's so hard because Dwayne has an appointment Wednesday to have it done
and until then I have to look into Zach's sweet little face and know that I only have two more
days with him.  It is breaking my heart.  And I know it is breaking Dwayne's too.  I just keep
thinking that on Wednesday morning Zach will be so excited because he'll be going for a ride
but won't know why.  I suppose that's good.  And Dwayne is going to be able to stay in the
room with him when they give Zach the shot.  He must be very strong because I wouldn't be
able to do that.  So at least the last thing Zach will know will be Dwayne there with him,
petting him, telling him that he loves him.  Gosh this is so hard.  We know we have made the
right decision but I just don't know how to say goodbye to him.  And when I come home that
night he won't be here waiting for me, wagging his tail.  His whole bum shakes when he wags
his tail, just like a little puppy.  How do I handle it?  I'm going to miss him so much.  I didn't
realize it was going to be so hard to say goodbye.

=o(   I'm going to go sit on the couch with him for a while.
 

May 13, 1999 - Thursday

To be honest, my passion for this journal has faded.  It's been hard for me to keep up with
because of everything that has been going on in my life.  That doesn't mean I'm going to stop
writing, I just need to find some more discipline... so we'll see what happens.

I'm ready to get the heck out of my apartment.  I really need to move.  We have been here
for almost 4 years and that is the longest we have ever stayed anywhere.  But it's so
frustrating around here because none of the apartments for rent allow dogs.  The ones that
do allow dogs are way out of my price range.  I hate renting.  But my credit stinks.  You know
what really bothers me?  It's getting to the point in this country that you can't live
comfortably or even semi-comfortably unless you're rich.  It wears you down after a while.
Yeah it's a free country and anyone can be successful if they try hard enough but still...

I have been in a bad mood all day.  I hate being in a bad mood.  When I get like this my sister
calls it a "hate it" mood because I keep saying, "oh I hate it when...".  She laughs at me and
thinks it's funny.  Ha ha very funny.  Yay.

You know what I hate?  I have customers all the time that call up and they'll say, "Hi, this is
so and so, how are you?"  And before you have time to answer they start telling you what
they want or start asking another question.  If they didn't REALLY want to know how I was
then why did they bother asking me in the first place??  That bugs the crap out of me.

I'm waiting for a letter from my friend.  I feel a little anxious to get it.  I hate waiting for
snail mail.  I've been spoiled too much by the convenience and speed of email - it's the
"instant gratification" thing.

It's been kind of weird not having Zach around the house anymore.  Dwayne said everything
went well at the vets.  That would have been too hard on me to be there but Dwayne said it
really was as if he just fell asleep.  If I think about it too much I will start crying.  I'm going
to miss his little fuzzy ears and the way his little eyebrows moved back and forth when he
heard noises.  And I've got to get used to saying "I have a dog", instead of saying, "I have
two dogs".  I think Keisha feels a little strange.  I'm sure she is wondering where Zachie is.
She keeps looking around and sniffing.  I hope she'll be okay.
 

May 14, 1999 - Friday Evening

My letter has not arrived yet.  Everyone at the office is hoping I get it soon so that I will go
back to being my jolly happy self!  They keep teasing me saying they are afraid to come into
the office without carrying that letter I'm waiting for.  hehehehehe - it's pretty funny
actually.  I'm not really upset or mad or anything.  Maybe a little anxious!

It's funny how everyone at my works gets involved in everyone elses lives.  Like the letter
thing, for instance.  And also today all we were talking about was the fact that three of our
co-workers are going to get body piercings on Saturday.  One is getting their eyebrow
pierced, another is getting their belly button pierced, and another is getting their tongue
pierced.  Those of us who prefer to remain WHOLE are trying to talk the others out of it!!!  I
don't think they will all go through with it.  I'm fairly sure the one who wants his tongue done
will chicken out.  Although if he goes through with it and reads this entry I'm in big trouble.
hehehehehehehe

I actually really like eyebrow piercings.  I think they are really neat looking but would never
consider getting mine done.  I'm the conservative type, it just wouldn't look right on me.  I
think it looks really cool on other people though!

There is this little tiny bug flying around me and it keeps biting me.  I'm about to get ugly.
You know, I can't believe how many different bugs I can find in my house.  I'm not the kind
of person who willingly enjoys sharing her home with insects.  I've got to get out of here!!!

The other night Dwayne and I went to see the movie "Entrapment".  Sean Connery is so
handsome!  I don't care how old he is.  He will always be handsome.
 

May 16, 1999 - Sunday Afternoon

It is such a beautiful day out today!!!  I shouldn't be cold but I am because I have shorts on
and there's a cool breeze.  But this weather is perfect and if it were like this year round I
would be one happy girl!  I should be happy anyways.  Happiness should never depend on the
weather.  Oh wait, that's joy.  Joy should never depend on the weather.

There is a big difference between joy and happiness.  Happiness depends on circumstances
around you.  If things are going well, if the weather is nice, if your husband does the laundry
without losing a sock, if your dog is tick-free and you're ladybug-free, if your co-workers
always give you your own way and never give you a hard time about things, if you're listening
to a Bryan Adams CD... all of these things can make someone (especially ME) happy.  But joy is
different.  You can be joyful in any circumstance, even if you're waiting for a letter from a
friend and it is taking forever to arrive via snail mail.

So there you have it... my life in a nutshell... guess there's nothing more for me to say.

Bye.

Hahahahahaha... just kidding.  I actually have alot to say but hold on for a moment while I
replay my favorite song...

Oh gosh, I'm in love with this man.  Bryan Adams that is.  Please don't tell Dwayne.  =oÞ

Let me tell you what I learned in church today.  (No eye-rolling allowed!)  I learned that I'm
luke warm and it isn't good to be luke warm.  I've actually known about being luke warm for a
while.  It means that you are neither hot nor cold in your relationship to God.  It's like being in
a grey area, sitting on the fence, being in limbo...  I guess that describes me pretty well
lately.  I certainly let people know where I stand with my beliefs and I make no apologies for
having faith in God, or being a Christian.  But I confess, I rarely talk to God these days.  I
spend more time on this computer than I do with God, the One who created me and loves me.
My heart has grown complacent.

For those of you who have never experienced this situation; it's just like falling out of love
with someone.  You know how when you first meet someone you can't wait to see them and
their presence in the room is all it takes to make you happy, you hang on every word that
comes out of their mouths, you want to know everything about them, they can tell you the
same stories over and over and you don't care, you are interested in something just because
they are interested in it as well.  This is the big one... you feel butterflies when you think of
them, you smile and everyone around you is wondering what in the heck you're so happy about.

Well, being a Christian is alot like that at first.  You can't wait to go to church, you hang on
every word the pastor says because you crave knowledge about God, you pray all the time
because you just have the desire to talk to God.  And reading Bible stories over and over is
great because you learn something new every time you read them.  I would love to feel like
that at all times but as with any other relationship at times it's hard to hold that level of
excitement.  The butterflies regress to their cocoons, and at this point you start becoming
luke warm.

But there's good news though because it doesn't have to end there.  God is always willing to
forgive and to love us where we are.  That's the cool thing about Him, and the thing that
people don't understand.

So what I learned was that I don't want to be luke warm.  I guess I should start praying
for butterflies.

Well, I'll try to write more later on tonight... if not then I'll see you tomorrow!
 

May 18, 1999 - Tuesday Evening

I finally got my letter today!  Everyone at work is really happy because now they don't have
to listen to me ask if I got a letter every single day!

Okay so the co-worker who wanted his eyebrow pierced did get it done.  And it looks
AWESOME on him.  The one who wanted his tongue done didn't do it but not because he
chickened out.  For some reason they didn't want to pierce it the way he wanted.  And the one
who wanted her belly button done didn't get it done, but I don't know the reason.  So I was
partially right.  Course I like to be completely right but it's okay, I'll get over it.

I've had enough chinese food to last a life time.  I had it three days in a row.  People I was
having lunch with kept wanting chinese food.  I never thought I'd get sick of it but I am for
now.  That happened with mac and cheese when I was very small.  And also meatloaf.  One
Sunday after church my mother fed me meatloaf and I went out to play immediately after
eating and I threw it all up on the side of a huge rock in my neighbors yard.  I don't know how
many years went by before I could eat meatloaf again.  But I have to say that I make a really
delicious meatloaf now!!!

I'm not happy about my toilet.  It's leaking somewhere and causing my floor to be wet.  And
there is nothing I hate more than stepping in a puddle of water with socks on.  One other
thing about socks I hate is when they twist upside down while you're wearing them.  I won't
have to worry about that much longer though, if my husband has his way.  They will all be lost
soon.  Soon one of my neighbors will realize she has inherited about a dozen pairs of socks.
But that's okay because all I have to do is tell her to have her husband do laundry and I'll
probably inherit them back!!!  But everyone knows my motto:  "Better to lose a dozen pairs of
socks than even one pair of undies!"  Eww, that gives me chills!  I can't handle that thought.

Let's move on to happier thoughts...

The vets where we had our dog put to sleep sent us a sympathy card today.  Okay, so I know
that isn't happier but it was the first thing that came to my mind.  That was really nice of
them.  I know there are people out there who would laugh at that because to alot of people an
animal is a possession and not a family member.  But to me it seemed like a very sweet thing
they did and I really appreciated it.  I love it when people are kind.  You know, that is really
all it takes for me to love someone.  I'm so easy.  Just be kind.  It goes a LONG way.  There
is nothing that softens my heart more than kindness.

Okay, enough mush.  Sorry, I got carried away.

Hmmm... mush is all I can think of right now.  I better go to bed.

Goodnight!
 

May 19, 1999 - Wednesday Evening

I think today is one of my emotional days.  I was cranky this morning, well, actually I've
been:  cranky, sad, happy, hyper, tired, irritable, scatter-brained, sick to my stomach,
laughing uncontrollably, you name it; i've been it.  Well, within reason.  I love days like that.  I
know it sounds like I'm being sarcastic but I'm really not.  I would rather feel every single
emotion there is to feel than live life not feeling anything, or feeling only one way.  That just
isn't me.  It amazes me, the things I can feel.  Someone once told me recently that I should
not live my life based on my emotions.  I say to them "whatever".  I like emotions.

I'm going to listen to my favorite song now while I write... This song causes me to feel alot of
emotions.  I can't even BEGIN to explain that one to you.  Ahhhh... very nice song.

Buck makes fun of me because when I sing along to the radio I sing the guitar solos.  I don't
think that is very unusual.  He tried it once but failed, I had to correct him.  If you're going
to sing the guitar solos you have to sing it the right way.

I talked to a very special friend today.  He's the only man I know who giggles.  Not just
regular laughing but actually giggling.  That's important to me - because I'm a giggler from
way back.  And it's really cute when he does it.  =o)

Okay, Drew, of the Drew and Mimi fame, not the tv show but the story on my website... if you
haven't read it you need to read it first... Anyways, as I was saying, Drew (real name Jim)
rearranged Mimi's (real name Jen) desk last night.  He had to sit there.  I watched him do it;
took him 1/2 hour to thread all the cords under the desk.  When that was all done he then
took his plant and set it on the corner of the desk.  He also brought his box over and put it
under the desk.  This man KILLS me.  I can't help but laugh at him.  (No Jim, I mean laugh
WITH you.  hehehehe  see?)  But this morning when Jen came in she was NOT impressed at
all.  Especially because she hasn't been feeling well.  Oh and I forgot to tell you last week
Jim brought some more tape from home to reinforce his box.  It's kind of falling apart, well,
not any more; he laminated it with the tape.

Oh, and another thing about Jim.  He has a bike that seats two people.  It has old fashioned
handle bars, a basket on back, and a big horn, the kind with the big black bulb at the end that
you squeeze.  But that isn't even the best part.  The BEST part is that it has a head light on
the front with a battery pack that is nearly the size of a regular car battery.  I almost died
when I saw that!  I do expect that at some point this man will make me pee my pants from
laughing so hard.  He's too much!

One of my neighbors is letting their dog poop in my back yard.  I am not happy about this.  I
don't even let MY dog poop in my back yard.  Ewww gross.
 

May 21, 1999 - Friday Evening

I've had a long couple of days.  I have been working alot of hours this week.  I don't really
mind because I DO love my job.  But still...

So let's see... what kind of adventures did we have today?  Buck and Jennifer were throwing
kiwi flavored jelly beans at me.  I didn't think that was very funny.  Especially while I was on
the phone.  Bunch of brats!  And later on in the evening Buck and Jennifer left and Jeff
came.  That was good because Jeff cracks me up, but slowly as the night wore on the guys
out back started coming in one by one until I was overcrowded with men.  Wasn't very fair.
Me and 5 men.  No woman should have to endure that!

So one of my fish died.  I'm surprised it lasted as long as it did.  About 6 months.  That's a
long life for a fish.  At least one that lives in any tank of mine!  Especially since the water is
evaporating fast!  Those poor fish are probably freaking out looking up at the top of the
tank!!

I have to talk about Steven now.  He wants to see me write about him in my journal.  I
suppose I should explain why he calls me grammy.  I forget exactly how that started but I
think because we were talking about my grey hair.  I "allow" him to call me that because it
makes him happy.  I'm too generous!  =oÞ  How's that Steven?  By the way, thanks for signing
my guest book!  Can you please make Buck sign it now?  hehehehehe
 

May 22, 1999 - Saturday Evening

I'm very happy tonight because my desk is clean.  It doesn't take much to make me happy!
The dust was about an inch thick which is really healthy for my allergies.  I know I keep
saying this but I just can not believe the amount of dust in here.  Kenny tells me that 95% of
all household dust is human skin.  Yay.  That's a lovely thought right there.

My best friend and I were talking on ICQ today.  She told me she has a surprise for me.
She is always giving me things and making me things.  She is one of the most generous people
I know.  I've been wanting to talk about how she and her husband met but I wanted to get
her permission first.  She said it was okay so this is a way cool story I wanted to share.

When I first got online I met this guy, named David, from MS in a chat room.  We talked for
a while and then he introduced me to his best friend, Tim.  Well, then Shari, that's my best
friend, got a computer and we all started chatting together.  In December of 97 I asked
Tim and David if they wanted to come visit us for a week.  Now, I know some of you are
freaking out because these are guys I met online, and I must admit, part of me was a little
nervous as well, but I really did feel comfortable enough about who they were, so I invited
them.  Well, it ended up being just Tim who came and he came to stay for a week with us the
first week in July 98.  Shari stayed with us as well and we all hung out and had a great time!

Well, to make a long story less long, Tim and Shari spent the following months after that
talking on the phone and chatting online and by December 98 they got married!!!

Okay, this is how she explains it to me...  When two people meet under normal circumstances
they start their relationship "doing" things together so they don't get to talk as much.  But
when you meet someone online that is all you can do is talk.  And you end up talking and talking
and talking and get to know someone much faster that way.

I know some people could look at that situation and say it isn't possible, nor safe, to meet and
then marry someone you met on the internet.  I disagree.  Yes, there are weirdos in cyber
space, but there are also weirdos in our own neighborhoods.  What's the difference?  You
need to make good choices using your best judgement in either case; meeting someone in
person or meeting them online.  I know of more and more people who meet online and fall
madly in love.  I say go for it!!!

So anyways, back to Tim and Shari, they are perfect for one another and it is very evident
that God brought them together to be husband and wife.  Corny?  Oh well, that's how I feel.
=oÞ
 

May 23, 1999 - Sunday Evening

Okay, this is neither a lie nor an exaggeration... there were at least 15 crumpled up bags
from Dunkin Donuts and as many empty coffee cups in the back of my car.  This morning I had
had enough.  So I went out to the car to wait for Dwayne (we were on our way to church), and
when I opened the door a lovely odor smelling of sour milk and old coffee greeted me.  And I
will say, I didn't greet IT in return very nicely.  I quickly looked back at the house and
Dwayne wasn't at the door yet, so I decided it was time to put my foot down.  I gathered all
the garbage that would fit in my arms and loaded up the drivers side on the seat and floor,
and then took my place on the passengers side.  Dwayne came out and when he came to the
car and opened the door a bunch of the garbage spilled out onto the ground.

He bent over and looked at me.  And I want you to know, I am a living example that looks can
NOT kill.  That look tried very hard but it didn't succeed.  I braced myself for a joyous ride
of screaming and yelling, but to my surprise Dwayne picked up all the garbage, stuffed two
shopping bags full, came back to the car, got in, leaned over smiling, and kissed my cheek.  I
am still amazed... shocked!

The car smells fine now.  =o)

One of my friends told me recently, and he meant this as a compliment and not an insult, that
for someone who graduated high school with a G.E.D. and had no formal training, I seem
intelligent.  First of all, I really appreciate that in him; the fact that he is honest with me and
not afraid to say exactly what he is thinking.  I thought about this for a while and this is what
I came up with...  Anything I have learned or any knowledge that I may have is pretty much
from going to church.  I would hate to take an IQ test because I'm quite sure mine isn't high,
and I'm okay with that.  But the most important things I have learned are never asked on an
exam.  Like learning how to love people and forgive people and appreciate creation and
knowing right from wrong.

You know, my Mom and Dad will be the first ones to admit that they made some mistakes
parenting us.  (What parent doesn't make mistakes?!)  But they gave me the best gift they
could have given me; they taught me about God and took me to church.  I will be forever
grateful to them because in doing that they provided all my needs.

So take your children to church!  They will grow up to be happier, healthier people.  (In my
opinion.)  And because children will most likely follow your example more than your
commands; go to church with them!

Now, I want to make it clear that I do not judge anyone.  I am in no position to judge and
certainly am very very VERY FAR from perfect.  But I'm learning more and more every day
that God forgives and He understands what it's like to be human.

Okay, I'll stop preaching for now.  But what do you expect?!  It's Sunday!!!

Oh, by the way, it wasn't my best friend who had the surprise for me.  It was her daughter,
who is the second most generous person I know!  She gave me the cutest little book mark
that had babies dressed up as ladybugs.  How beautiful!  =o)
 

May 26, 1999 - Wednesday

I feel like it's been an entire year since I wrote in here!  And I'm actually not sure what to
write.  Buck, I know right now you are saying "Wooo Hoooo, the woman is speechless, finally!!"
Don't hold your breath pal!

So I've been home, sick (yes, again) for two days.  I'm going stir crazy!  I can't wait to go
back to work, even though I'm sure they are doing a wonderful job without me.  I'm missing
all the good stuff!  Jennifer told me the fed-ex man came yesterday!!!  Oh, maybe I haven't
talked about the fed-ex man yet in here...

Okay... we have several different fed-ex guys but there is only one "the fed-ex guy".  He's
handsome... not that I'm even paying any attention at all... I just look at him for Jennifer's
sake.  I have to make sure she is admiring someone worthy.  I'm only being a loyal friend,
right?   =o)   I'm kidding!  He's just a really nice man and he makes us laugh.  That's all.  =oÞ

I have way too much going on this weekend.  Three birthdays!  I have two nieces that are
turning one.  One is on Dwayne's side of the family and one is on mine.  Plus it's Dwayne's
sisters birthday.  And I just feel like there isn't enough time to do everything I have to do!
I'm excited though because I haven't seen my sister-in-law and her husband for a while so
that will be fun.  And when we go to my sister's house for the baby's party I get to see my
brand new niece (sounds like we bought her at Wal-Mart or something) who's only a few
weeks old.  I'm SOOOO excited to see her!  Babies are so awesome!

You know, I haven't been in the car in a couple days... I wonder how many Dunkin Donuts bags
are in there.   =o)
 

May 30, 1999 - Sunday Evening

Whew.  I'm so glad yesterday is over, although I had a really nice day!  Today was pretty
quiet.  I didn't go to church because I'm still coughing and sniffling from my cold and I hate
doing that in church when it is so quiet.

It was such a beautiful day today, even though it's a little warm for me.  But today I had all
the windows open and there was a nice breeze blowing in, the house was clean, and I was
sitting on the couch watching "You've Got Mail".  It was a really nice afternoon of just being
by myself and enjoying my time off!  Although I should have taken a nap earlier because now
I'm sooooooo tired!

So the fed-ex guy came again the other day.  He starts cracking jokes as soon as he comes
in, get's poor Jennifer all flustered, and then states that "it's the shorts, happens to women
all the time" because he is wearing shorts instead of pants.  He is quite the flirt with her.
Hmmmmmm... time for me to do a little match making??   =o)   Just kidding Jennifer!  I'll
behave myself!  Besides, he's married.  I checked for the ring.  Which was on the ring finger
of his left hand, which happened to be resting on his leg... I hope he didn't think I was
checking out his legs!!!

I'm beginning my obsession with watermelon for the summer.  We had the BEST watermelon
yesterday!  And it was even seedless!  Usually the seeded watermelon tastes better
because it's more natural, but that was YUMMY!  I think watermelon is the best fruit God
ever created, if you can call it fruit... whatever it is, it's the best!

I have a Jewish friend who told me that Jews don't write out the word God.  I hope it
doesn't offend God when I write His name, because I do write it pretty often.

I MUST do something with my hair!  It is driving me crazy!!!  But every time I say that, I just
end up with a shorter version of the same style I have worn it in in the past 10 years!  Except
for that one time I let Dwayne cut my hair... that wasn't a style though... it was a mistake!

If you ever come over my house, don't look at my dog.  To her, a look from you can only mean
3 things:

1)  You have a burning desire to be licked almost to death
2)  You are trying to tell her quietly that you would like to play
3)  You want to take her outside

And don't ever ask her a question.  All questions are interpretted by her as follows:

1)  Do you want to eat?
2)  Are you hungry?
3)  Do you want a treat?

You can make statements; she will just look at you.  But the minute you ask her a question -
look out.  You can ask her if she wants to get hit by a car... she will act like that would be the
best possible thing in all the world.  Dogs make me laugh!