the living room in my parents house is one of those magical rooms growing up. i have memories of afternoon sunlight streaming through the sliding glass door (which i ran through) illuminating the specks of dust floating through the air. i can remember playing legos...
the rash is subsiding. i’m so much happier. no more steroids, no more steroid cream. i’m happy. the us is out of the world cup too. not that i’m happy about that, but i’m not broken up about it either. i mean, they played like crap today....
i woke up last night at 2:30am. rash was raging. i was itching like mad. not good. i took benadryl and crashed for the rest of the night, morning and day. my head was in a cloud. question of the day: netflix or blockbuster?
celebration weekend. dinner with our good friends, mike and erika, father’s day, deb’s birthday, heather’s birthday. wow. what’s next? no question today. if your out there just wish heather a happy birthday.
sisters. enough said. question of the day: growing up. share a room or have your own?
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