Tuesday January 16, 2007
I watched the Golden Globes.
Reese.
Hilary.
Ben and Jennifer.
Jennifer and Marc.
P-Diddy.
JayZ.
Beyonce.
This list could go on and on because they were all there last night.
In my sun room, on my little TV – just them and me.
Ryan Seacrest is the only annoying part of it all….I think he peed his pants during his Brad and Angelina interview.
Wednesday January 10, 2007
Jake and I threw our holiday tree out the window two nights ago – not really relevant to this post but I thought it was worth mentioning!
We then took everything out of our closets went to Menards to buy new closet rods and then to IKEA to buy more wooden hangers.
The apartment has been a disaster for about two days and let’s face it, it still is….but at least it looks better than it did two days ago.
I am tired – of ALL the stuff I have collected, kept, hidden, and stored nicely away in hundreds and hundreds of boxes.
Why? Why do I have to keep every single letter and card and ribbon and tissue paper and mementos from my past?
BECAUSE SOMEDAY MY KIDS WILL WANT TO SEE IT.
Right?
Yeah, right.
Monday January 8, 2007
Mom says, “What’s wrong?”
I say, “Well, Jake did my laundry today.”
Mom says, “That is so sweet. So did he ruin some of your clothes?”
I say, “Well, he washed a shirt that was Dry Clean Only. He didn’t read the label.”
Mom says, “Oh no. It took your father a long time to start reading labels. Finally, I just said don’t touch my clothes.”
Mom says, “And so it begins.”
