I'm tryin' people... really I am!!!

I've started this post like... every single day since Sunday... and something always comes up and interrupts my ass and I have to hit the little red ex in the left hand corner (dam Mac users...) and it asks me if I want to save as draft and I always look at what I've written and think... "Damn that's dull!"... so I say "NO"... and then you get nothing...

my bad! I'll do my best to catch you up on the latest... Where should I start?

• I didn't get the job... which is "OK"... I did want it... but I didn't need it... so I suppose I'll just try to change my attitude and re-learn to love my job like I did way back when...

• I think I may have either a hernia or acid reflux or something... I have a dr. appt tomorrow to find out...

• I'm totally in like with Prince Charming...
  

he came over last night and we watched a movie and it was so nice to just lay on my bed and have his arms around me. I hate to admit this... but I've never been comfortable holding hands with guys. It may be because I have arthritis (and therefore the crooked/stiff hands of a 90 year old woman) but it just never felt right with anyone else... or maybe it always just felt forced... I'm not sure... but with PC... it feels perfect. There's something about him that just feels so right. I love having him near me.

He's the first guy that I don't stress about... I don't freak out that I'm not going to see him, or that he doesn't call at certain times or that he doesn't return a text message within "so many" minutes... for some reason I just am comfortable that he is going to eventually call... OK... maybe that's not entirely accurate... I still think in my head "why hasn't he called me yet?"... but then I think, almost immediately... "it's ok... he will when he can..." and he always does... not once has he disappointed me... and the one night he didn't reply to a text I sent him, he called and APOLOGIZED because he was studying and had turned his phone off... :swoon:

I do think about him often... and sometimes wish I saw more of him... but we've got some sort of thing going on that just make me feel like everything is just going to be OK. Maybe it's because we're not moving too fast... maybe because I know it's not all about sex... maybe it's because it's not too serious... I dunno...

Of course... doesn't hurt that he also kisses me goodbye EVERY time he leaves me... why does that matter to me? I dunno... but it does... shush!

• Mom & step-Dad got back from England baring all sorts of yummy presents...

Candy that I don't really need (hello... 14 more pounds please!!!!) but REALLY love... Smarties, Flake, Crunchies, Flying Saucers, Sherbet Fountains, Dip Dabs, Tea & Biscuits... and probably a lot more... but I'm lacking motivation to get off my sugar-coma'd ass to go look in the bag... she also brought me lot's of "pressies" from Aunts, Uncles & Cousins... they're all still sitting in the bags I brought them home in... I love all the stuff... but I need to put up some shelves or get an entertainment center or book shelves or something... I ALREADY have more nick nacks than I know what to do with.

I asked my mom to "veto" my christmas present and get me in England... she brought me back a gorgeous necklace made of bristol glass... it looks soooooo pretty on... I'll have to get pictures of me wearing it when we're at the wedding I'm going to this weekend.

Oh... last thing... I did a "trial" run on MMM's hair to see how well it curls and it turned out so good we took pictures... I'm rather proud of both her hair and the photos... /brag

OK... so riddle me this... I see my "British" family every few years... every other year at the MOST... I spend maybe 3 weeks with them... and I try to be on my best behaviour around them... of course! Well, one of the presents that my cousins sent back over for my sisters & me were beaded bracelets... BabyGirl... my beautiful, lovely, 19 year old youngest sister got "Purity"... MamaGirl... my wonderfully married, kind, pregnant 22 year old sister got "Believe". Very fitting... and appropriate... now me... the single... 35 year old... lives with 2 male roomates... brought a woman friend to the last family reunion... doesn't go to church as often as she should... what does she get??? Hmmmm... what exactly does this say about me?