Superbowl Solo

Hey, A.

I tried to write a little the other day, but had trouble with my connection. I don't want you to think I was neglecting us here...Sorry about that!

I'm also sorry that C is having such a tough time. When it rains, it pours, hu? I have many fond memories of being in my twenties, but I also remember continuing to carry with me so many insecurities leftover from adolescence and I'm not sure I'd ever go back. I hope everything works out at the ob-gyn and that losing the BF will get easier....especially when she realizes that dumping a girlfriend because of ob-gyn concerns is a d*ckhead thing to do.

It's been a quiet weekend for me. I went to L's Friday night and watched S play basketball. Afterward we all went out to dinner at an Italian place close by. It wasn't a late night, but it was an early morning Saturday since C came into the bedroom at 7:30 and announced "I'm ready to pway bwocks." It's all good, though. They're so fun to spend time with.

Today I snuck in an afternoon nap and now I'm up and wishing I'd get hungry enough to make the quesadillas I've been craving, and for which I have all sorts of fixings, as my Superbowl celebration fare for one. I was invited to a party at a friend's but didn't feel up for it. I'm just as happy to be home tonight. It was a long week and next week promises to be gruelling, the last few days before vacation always are.

Hope you had a good weekend and that everything's okay in your world.

Love you,
Barb