Hi. I missed you.
I do miss writing quite a bit.
Here's the news.
Christmas came and went. I had a very nice Christmas eve with a Very Nice Man. He was sick on NYE and I was sad. I saw an exhibit of Hollywood costumes on New year's day! It was awesome! Harry Potter! Spidey! Rocky! THE WICKED WITCH'S HAT!!! I SAW HER ACTUAL HAT! AND DOROTHY'S DRESS! My mom was in the hospital several days. She was sick and couldn't breathe well. She has COPD and asthma. As it turns out, they are pretty sure she has lung cancer as well. Biopsy on the 27th, so pray or think good thoughts. I detest cancer. Very Nice Man has very nice manners. And a four year old son. He looks sort of like Russell Crowe. And in the proper attire, the Unibomber or the sax playing Muppet. He has pale blue eyes. I've always been attracted to dark eyes, but you know what? I really, really like those eyes of his. Really. Oh, and he thinks I'm pretty and gorgeous and beautiful and sexy and all kinds of things I've never been called. It was one of those things where there was an immediate attraction. I didn't feel awkward or uncomfortable or self conscious. THAT IS A BIG STEP. Superbig. He also said last night he'd like us not to see anyone else. (BECAUSE YOU KNOW I HAVE SO MANY MEN BEATING DOWN MY DOOR) Um. I didn't mind. My Jen said I can keep him. Owen is fifteen next month. Lorb. Help me. More as i can. love.
I thought this would make a nice beginning entry here. :)
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