worrying my life away
For once, I have had a decent day. It's funny how everything builds up right up to the sec the (period) comes. The gushing of blood sets //me// at ease. Oh how I hate being a girl. The emotional rollercoaster isn't quite over, and it won't be for awhile. Girls have too many emotions!!! I'm sure -you- didn't want to know any of that. :)
I spent the day with a part of the family, while David stayed home and SLEPT. He wasn't feeling good this morning, so he opted to stay in bed. My baby needs to get better by tomorrow. He has a PFT in the morning, and then it's the Ball. It's always nice visiting with my dad. I typically only see him/talk to him on Friday's, so there is always a load to talk about. I usually spend Friday's with my nephew (seth), and I couldn't be any happier. That little booger is a trip. He's starting young!!!
My mom has this impression that David doesn't like going by their house. She's almost offended. I mean, it's true that he hasn't been over there in a long time just to visit. hmph. On Sunday, David and I are usually the only ones missing from the family. Jennifer and the boys are there, as well as Jonathan and Lacey. I do wish to be apart of it, but with the size of the house and the amount of people... it's just insane. Maybe if the house were a little bigger, and there was actually places to sit then it wouldn't be too bad. I guess we're gonna have to start showing our faces around the house more. Just NOT when everyone else is over there.
Tomorrow, Jenn and I are going to the mall to be girls. Shopping is what we do best! I need a bra for the dress, and the eyebrows need a wax job BAD! My nerves are starting up already. It's crazy that I'm even worried about parking once we get to the hotel, but eh... it's me! Tomorrow shall be interesting!!
FYI:
Just because one does not return a phone call or a msg within a few hours, it does not mean that I'm avoiding/ mad at anyone. I'm tired of getting phone calls from the brother asking if I'm mad at one, or if I'm avoiding the other. It's stupid.