I was a good daughter tonight. No really, I was. I called the telephone company for my parents (our main line is out, so if you need to reach me, try the celly.) Afterwards, I spent an hour cutting pork into little pieces (with no help from the fat,) and then while my mom was on the phone, I went and hung the laundry. See!? I was a good daughter tonight.

Have you ever thought about something potentially bad that could happen but you think to yourself, "It won't happen. I'll be careful." For example, you're doing something very close to a cup of milk and you could potentially hit that cup of milk and have it spill all over, but you tell yourself, "I'll be extra careful. There's no need to worry" and sure enough, 10 minutes later, you spill the cup of milk exactly how you thought you might? Do you know what I'm talking about? That happened to me tonight, except it wasn't a cup of milk, it was a can of Coke.

So I'm cutting up this pork right? But the fat is giving me a hard time so I'm moving the knife through the meat back and forth. (This is probably displeasing to many vegetarians out there.) Anyhow, I'm thinking to myself, "I could potentially hit this can of Coke right by me but what's the chance of that?" I continue cutting away and all of the sudden, the very tip of the butcher knife I'm using graces the can of Coke and *psssss* Coke is spraying everywhere! It was rather ridiculous and entertaining. My mom was right by and she goes "What happened!?" And I'm there, with my finger trying to hold the Coke in. After we poured the can, my mom asked to see where the hole was. We could barely find it. Honestly, it's just this little, itty bitty indentation but geez! the Coke really did spray everywhere. Crazy.

Plans for this weekend? Tomorrow is dinner with the family, Saturday should be a night out with Tits & Co., and Sunday... I haven't got that far. But I'm hoping to start on my little projects. I haven't done little crafts projects in such a long time and I'm realy excited about this. I hope it works out okay.

All right, I think I'll get going.

blog later.
night.
me

Wow. I'm in shock. I just had one of the best weekends of my life. I don't think I've ever felt so relieved and so happy in the span of 48 hours. Sometimes, when you least expect it, the most amazing and wonderful thing can happen.

Tonight I had my "sisters" over. I always say "sisters" in quotes because they're not really my "sisters" and because I feel much closer to my blood sister (the one who was born 7 years before me) than my sorority sisters. But having them over was nice and seeing my "Mommy" who is also my roommate was good. She's so silly. Crazy Amanda. I don't think I will ever have the stories like my DGs do, but that's okay because I'm happy being the simpleton that I am. Though contrary to what others say, my love life is not simple, but now, it feels pretty damn simple.

It's nice when things aren't so complicated anymore.

In any case, dinner went well. I got rid of a bag of salad! Go me! and I threw out A LOT of old food. (You know a pastry is no longer edible when you can hit it against the counter and it not one part of it chips off.) What else did I do? Did a lot of newspaper cleaning (i.e, going around the house in search of old newspapers to be thrown out) and then I went to the Co-Op and stocked up on Caesar Salad kits. Mmmm.... so addictive.

TAF started today and it didn't even cross my mind because I've been in my own little world and it's been great. It's so nice to know when you've found a friend you can rely on and trust and who you know will always be there for you. I'm not making sense. But it really is.

Tomorrow is Monday, but I don't have class! Woohoo! But I'm going to run all my little errands and still be a good girl and go to the library at night to read up on my BA. I am DETERMINED to prove that I am as smart as someone else and can write as well as someone else. I know I am.

I really am not making sense. I think I'll get going.

blog later.
me.