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My dog is asleep. But she is making suckling noises with her mouth. It's quite possibly the cutest thing ever.
I'm sick. I feel like ass and it caused me to miss a Christmas party in Atlanta that I really wanted to go to. Suck.
My feet are also extremely cold.
I have also decided that when we have a house... a real house... where it's just us living together and the kitchen is always clean and I can walk around in my underwear whenever I like and I can decorate and paint however I like... we are going to have a Christmas tree in our bedroom during the holiday season. And that I'm totally going to Martha Stewart our house out, southern style. :) And that I'm going to have a garden and more animals, and I'm going to make things myself... such as soap. And while I was deciding this, I realized how much I want these things... I want them really badly.
Travis has a job interview in Savannah at one of their hospitals for EMT work on Tuesday morning. I'm very excited. We are driving down Monday night and arrive there a little bit before his interview. Then he's going to go to that, maybe we'll walk around Savannah a little bit. We decided we're not gonna call any of the crew that is down there just because everyone works a lot during the week and at most we'd see them for 5 minutes, y'know? After his interview, we're gonna drive down to his parents' house (about an hour south of Savannah) and then we're gonna go to sleep. haha. Then we'll wake up and have dinner with his folks and hang out with them. Spend the night and then leave the following afternoon to come back up here. I'm glad my parents are going to watch the dog because they are roofing our apartment complex (we're not supposed to have pets) and she will start half-barking. Where it just kind of sounds like she's sneezing. But she will full on bark if she's not spoken too right that second.
My parents brought Travis and I tshirts back from the Caribbean and shot glasses and Tortuga Rum Fudge. I dont know how this stuff can be called "fudge" since it's practically solid rum. haha. It's good though. I'm glad that my parents are able to go on gay little cruises and stuff. They have had a hard marriage and it seems to be a lot better now. I remember when I was younger they talked about getting a divorce a lot. But now I think they are both making efforts to have a better life together and I think the fact that I dont live with them anymore and havent for a while really helps them. I'm sure I was a pain in the ass to have around all the time. My dad actually puts thought into buying my mom gifts and she doesnt call him a jackass anymore. haha. She got mad at him the other day and he brought her home flowers. It was amazing. He's never done that ever. Ever. Not even for birthdays or mother's day or anything. I'm glad for them.
But anyhow, I am going to meet Travis on his "lunch" break so I need to go make him some sandwiches and what not.
I'm sick. I feel like ass and it caused me to miss a Christmas party in Atlanta that I really wanted to go to. Suck.
My feet are also extremely cold.
I have also decided that when we have a house... a real house... where it's just us living together and the kitchen is always clean and I can walk around in my underwear whenever I like and I can decorate and paint however I like... we are going to have a Christmas tree in our bedroom during the holiday season. And that I'm totally going to Martha Stewart our house out, southern style. :) And that I'm going to have a garden and more animals, and I'm going to make things myself... such as soap. And while I was deciding this, I realized how much I want these things... I want them really badly.
Travis has a job interview in Savannah at one of their hospitals for EMT work on Tuesday morning. I'm very excited. We are driving down Monday night and arrive there a little bit before his interview. Then he's going to go to that, maybe we'll walk around Savannah a little bit. We decided we're not gonna call any of the crew that is down there just because everyone works a lot during the week and at most we'd see them for 5 minutes, y'know? After his interview, we're gonna drive down to his parents' house (about an hour south of Savannah) and then we're gonna go to sleep. haha. Then we'll wake up and have dinner with his folks and hang out with them. Spend the night and then leave the following afternoon to come back up here. I'm glad my parents are going to watch the dog because they are roofing our apartment complex (we're not supposed to have pets) and she will start half-barking. Where it just kind of sounds like she's sneezing. But she will full on bark if she's not spoken too right that second.
My parents brought Travis and I tshirts back from the Caribbean and shot glasses and Tortuga Rum Fudge. I dont know how this stuff can be called "fudge" since it's practically solid rum. haha. It's good though. I'm glad that my parents are able to go on gay little cruises and stuff. They have had a hard marriage and it seems to be a lot better now. I remember when I was younger they talked about getting a divorce a lot. But now I think they are both making efforts to have a better life together and I think the fact that I dont live with them anymore and havent for a while really helps them. I'm sure I was a pain in the ass to have around all the time. My dad actually puts thought into buying my mom gifts and she doesnt call him a jackass anymore. haha. She got mad at him the other day and he brought her home flowers. It was amazing. He's never done that ever. Ever. Not even for birthdays or mother's day or anything. I'm glad for them.
But anyhow, I am going to meet Travis on his "lunch" break so I need to go make him some sandwiches and what not.