So procrastinating...
My weekend was AWESOME! I got to see my boy! LOVE! All I wanted for my birthday from him was a visit and I got it so YAY! I felt bad at dinner though because Juli kept asking him when he's moving up here and when we're getting married and blah blah blah. Poor Evan. And then my mom tells me I've only got 2 more years to get married. Cuz like 30 is the deadline or something. "Oh...you're 30? Sorry you are no longer eliglible for marriage. Please proceed to the next 3 windows to pick up your 72 cats, orthopedic shoes, and nylons that roll down around your ankles. May I help the next person in line please?"
When he was leaving he called me Sassy Molassy. He hasn't called me that in ages. I love how he makes me laugh. Hell, I just plain love him!
CHEESE! :D
On a sad note, ISTEP a.k.a. Teacher Hell starts tomorrow. Bleh. Oh but I...I will survive.
When he was leaving he called me Sassy Molassy. He hasn't called me that in ages. I love how he makes me laugh. Hell, I just plain love him!
CHEESE! :D
On a sad note, ISTEP a.k.a. Teacher Hell starts tomorrow. Bleh. Oh but I...I will survive.