Dec 24, 2008 14:19
i have a cold.
i drove north with a lovely woman named jaunita, who confirmed for me life is life no matter how young or old you are.
i am trying to not let my cold become bronchitis.
jolie and the girls are up with ben. i wanted to go see them this moring, but i was coughing and dying, and i figured i would try to rest and wait to see them tonight at rena's.
when i told daddy i was moving into the attic, he went thru the same litany of reasons i shouldn't mike did, which means my father thinks like a firefighter. then he said he'd rather he came down to install the walls and insulation than see jason and i do it wrong. i said i'd rather he came down for the inauguration, but if it kills two birds, i won't complain.
i hop my dad and sister at least can come for the inauguration.
i am going to get all my babies sick. and i am worried how they're going to respond to my hair. doodle won't even recognize me, and neither will henry (who barely recognizes me anyway)
i cannot wait to see my girls.
jolene,
family,
daddy,
sick,
ben,
christmas