Updation... a made-up word.... but makes perfect sense
I'm back...after a long break. It's 2am...I'm under the covers, literally, my laptop warming my tummy, typing a long-awaited entry. I know, I know, save your gasps.
Wow, so much has happened. A brief synopsis is as follows. I'm missing a lot. Sorry. Life is to dramatic and beatufiul to capture it in one entry.
Charlie and I had our one year anniversary in Windsor, Canada over a chilling bottle of wine at a beatufiul Italian resturant. The salmon, delectable. (A corny line follows) The night, unforgetable. We saw the Windsor Symphony Orchestra for their debut concert...Musically Speaking. Wow. A little Shost... and Candid (Rumbell would have been proud). I still think Kristen Naigus is better than the oboe player they hired. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I heard that she plays for Disney now. Damn. I should have asked for an autograph when I had the chance. Hehe.
I did my part of the anniversary a week later. We went to Yuk Yuks to see a comedy show...also in the place of legal drinking...hahaha. Wow. Canadians know their shit. Hockey people rule.
Please, don't ask about the election. Please, don't ask about the proposals.
Halloween kicked some serious. I was a model...woo. Katy...a slutty school teacher. Grace and Katie...the playboy bunnies. We were smokin'. It was an INTENSE night.
Fall Party what what. I was a cheerleader and Charlie was a football player. Krinelli and the microphone. Hehe. I ate so many crackers that night. MMMMM..... snack bar.
On a more serious note...sometimes I cover life with frosting...because frosting tastes better, but not everything is sweet. The bitter can make it beautiful, though...life is precious. My dad was in a car accident last Friday. He was a pedestrian, and the car drove off. He shattered his right hand and thumb, has 2 fractures in his face and broke one of his "plates." He brusied his brain...he called today to say he is lucky to have his hearing. He may have lost his life, because his brain injury was just yay away from being fatal. He has surgery Wednesday to reconstruct his face. I love him so much. Please pray for him...if you believe in that. And if you don't, say a prayer anyway. Tell your parents you love them. Because you do. They need to hear it.
It's late. I need to sleep. I am exhausted and I am planning a party for tomorrow. Sigh. I just got over the stomach flu.
I love my rommie..."We are all angels with one wing. We fly only embracing eachother"
Night.
Wow, so much has happened. A brief synopsis is as follows. I'm missing a lot. Sorry. Life is to dramatic and beatufiul to capture it in one entry.
Charlie and I had our one year anniversary in Windsor, Canada over a chilling bottle of wine at a beatufiul Italian resturant. The salmon, delectable. (A corny line follows) The night, unforgetable. We saw the Windsor Symphony Orchestra for their debut concert...Musically Speaking. Wow. A little Shost... and Candid (Rumbell would have been proud). I still think Kristen Naigus is better than the oboe player they hired. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I heard that she plays for Disney now. Damn. I should have asked for an autograph when I had the chance. Hehe.
I did my part of the anniversary a week later. We went to Yuk Yuks to see a comedy show...also in the place of legal drinking...hahaha. Wow. Canadians know their shit. Hockey people rule.
Please, don't ask about the election. Please, don't ask about the proposals.
Halloween kicked some serious. I was a model...woo. Katy...a slutty school teacher. Grace and Katie...the playboy bunnies. We were smokin'. It was an INTENSE night.
Fall Party what what. I was a cheerleader and Charlie was a football player. Krinelli and the microphone. Hehe. I ate so many crackers that night. MMMMM..... snack bar.
On a more serious note...sometimes I cover life with frosting...because frosting tastes better, but not everything is sweet. The bitter can make it beautiful, though...life is precious. My dad was in a car accident last Friday. He was a pedestrian, and the car drove off. He shattered his right hand and thumb, has 2 fractures in his face and broke one of his "plates." He brusied his brain...he called today to say he is lucky to have his hearing. He may have lost his life, because his brain injury was just yay away from being fatal. He has surgery Wednesday to reconstruct his face. I love him so much. Please pray for him...if you believe in that. And if you don't, say a prayer anyway. Tell your parents you love them. Because you do. They need to hear it.
It's late. I need to sleep. I am exhausted and I am planning a party for tomorrow. Sigh. I just got over the stomach flu.
I love my rommie..."We are all angels with one wing. We fly only embracing eachother"
Night.