My Big Girl Chair

Hi there, B.

Glad to hear you were feeling better this morning. I hope your whole day stayed that way!

About Santorini, well...I was sort of serious. The same way one is serious when one says "Let's get married!" while in Vegas, serious right up to the point when the other person says, "Ok!". Thanks for the reality check; however, I will continue to enjoy the photo on my screensaver each time I log in. I'll continue to pretend that one day, I might actually have the same photo on my wall at home, only I will be sitting in one of those chairs.

Went to Costco, the mall and Olive Garden with S today, after picking up my whitening trays. That s**t tastes awful!! Plus, how weird is this, it itches. It makes your teeth itch. I didn't know that was possible. All in the name of beauty, I tell ya. Between the coffee and the wine and the 25 years of nicotine, my teeth are about the shade of the Grinch's anymore. After our leisurely lunch (and I mean that in a slowest-service-on-the-planet way) we did our Costco run and got home in time for the boys to get off the bus. I sat down to watch a little tv and whiten my teeth while JJ did his math homework in the den. I have this chair that K bought me in 1989; I'm sure you know it since it's the only one I've had since I've known you. It's ugly and broken and uncomfortable but it's just so durable I couldn't get rid of it. Until today. Half and hour of listening to squeaeaeaeaeaek, squeaeaeaeaeaeak squeaeaeaeaeaeak while Jack twisted back and forth and I was up and on a mission. I scored big time - for one, K decided for whatever reason to pay me some of his back child support this month, so I got a whopping check today. Then, I found the perfect chair, on super sale ($179 down to $99!) I even came home and put it together myself and am quite proud to be sitting in it as I write. It's not real leather, but the height lever works, so I no longer have to type as if I were a kindergartner sitting at the big kids' table. And I must say, it looks about a million times better than my old, upholstered, non-descript gray chair, decorated with 20 years of food, drink, and God-knows-what-else stains. Not to mention the cigarette burns. I'm feeling a bit like a grown up this evening.

I have a few more minutes of solitude before I go pick up M from work. JJ and J are at a b-ball game and I just opted out, since I would have had to leave early anyway. Glad I did; needed to sit in my new chair and chill for a bit. Tomorrow is a go-go-go day; breakfast with KB at 8:00, meet the girls at noon to go see Slumdog Millionaire, back home in time to get the kids and get JJ ready for the basketball/baseball relay - jetting early from one, late to the other; one more week of overlap.

Hope to hear from you in the morning - hope all is well.
Love, A