So, my youngest has the flu. I'm not sick-yet-but then, I don't get sick very often. (Sometimes I feel like I'm coming down with something, but it's almost always turned out to be allergen-related.) This is going to be an extremely long week, trying to keep her entertained through her misery. Unless she actually sleeps some during the day (she has yet to accomplish that) I'm not even going to think about trying to write. I have other things I can do, though, that interruptions won't ruin the creative process whatsoever.

My oldest, her fiance, and I watched an episode of "Four Weddings" that I recorded for her. I was actually watching it with my youngest (she put it on, not me) but this particular episode had such a beautiful ceremony (cause it was very emotional, they wrote vows for each other, and the groom even was almost in tears.) But what I thought my oldest would really get a kick out of was the reception. They played football, beer pong, and some other game and had a cookout. Then that lead to talk about cakes. She wants to do mostly cupcakes and she wants to do them herself. Well, not go to a bakery, anyway. I've always wanted to learn how to make gum paste flowers and stuff...I do know how to do some basic decorating...I just get impatient and frustrated and that is not conducive to everything coming out perfectly even when working with frosting.

When I was stationed overseas, one of my friends told me, "There's two types of people. Those that masturbate, and those that lie."

My youngest is sick; temp over 102. Hopefully, she isn't contagious. She sure is demanding, though. Now that she's finally sleeping, I'm tired and needing bed.

Got a random text earlier this evening. Gotta love those when you haven't heard from some one in awhile. Especially if the last time, they ignored you mid-conversation. I wasn't ever interested enough to want to know why, but even if I ever had been, the why wouldn't really matter. The fact that it left me not feeling great is what mattered. We're all valuable in our own way and deserve love, care, trust, and respect...as well as time and effort. No one should ever put up with being treated in a "less than" manner.

I don't think I've ever heard a Depeche Mode song I didn't like.

Hit the wrong key-don't even know which one it was-and "poof" everything I typed disappeared. How fun. I'm not cranky. Not by any stretch. As a matter-of-fact, I'm feeling pretty mellow. Content. I should write down what I'm thinking and feeling more often. (I do have a journal.) Of course, the fact that my youngest is in her room watching movies (instead of out here hassling me) couldn't possibly have anything to do with it.

Going through some of my poetry. Stuff that I've actually written during the past month or so. Sometimes, things come out perfect the first time. Sometimes, what I think is one poem ends up being more jumbled together. And sometimes, no amount of work is going to help.

Tomorrow is going to be busy. The youngest has volleyball practice (time alone, yay!) and then she has an appointment with her sister to get her hair done. Since I'm going to be over that way, I might as well do a little shopping and visit my friend. (She wanted me to go over today, but I had things I needed to do, and things I wanted to do around here.)

I fricken' loooove Adam Sandler!

It was too gorgeous out yesterday not to hike. Looks like early March out rather than January.

I think Natalie Imbruglia is incredibly beautiful. Love her voice, too.

Someone left the comment on my profile, "Why are you even on here?" Duh. Obviously I like looking at other people. Just because I'm a woman does not mean I have to post naked pictures of myself. It's my body, I show it when I feel like showing it and with whom I want to show it to. So don't be rude with the stupid questions and comments.

Most of you are wonderful people, though. I'm thankful for the ex-lover who showed me this site. I'm really enjoying getting to know some of you. And I love being able to express my thoughts without fear of offending or embarrassing anyone. (Unlike on FB.) Thanks for being so friendly!

Now that my little rant is done...I really should be in bed. But we were having quality family time together, my girls and the oldest's fiance, watching "Tangled." And once again, it's waaaay past my bedtime. And I want to feel more motivated tomorrow; my bestie is requesting my company. She's feeling isolated. I've been rather anti-social myself lately, so coffee and girl talk will do us both some good.