My cousin Jessica (Stella) moved to town this weekend for college. I’m super excited. I’m going to take her to lunch. And out dancing. And let her design my clothes.
Whether she likes it or not, we’re going to become inseperable.
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My cousin Jessica (Stella) moved to town this weekend for college. I’m super excited. I’m going to take her to lunch. And out dancing. And let her design my clothes.
Whether she likes it or not, we’re going to become inseperable.
So I’m taking my friend Amber to her high school reunion this weekend. I’m not so excited about the actual reunion, but I’m stoked about seeing Amber.
I’m way making out better on this deal than she is.
today is leslie’s last day at work. she’s moving to midland with her husband for his job.
i’m already crying about it.
luckily, she’s my arbonne dm, so i’ll still see her then. i’m so sad that she’s leaving.
i’m going to write or call her once a week.
they aren’t exactly my friends, but they are my husbands oldest standing friends.
they’re in town from hawaii and we went to dinner with them and sam was happy and dave was happy and everyone was happy.
today i think we’re all doing lunch or something else equally exciting.
I spent the day with my father and stepmother yesterday.
I don’t really understand her dislike of me, but I think its jealousy. I’m more independant and smarter than she is, and I don’t have to work as hard at work. I make friends easily.
Most importantly: I have a child of my own.
I could live with her petty yammering, but it hurts everytime Dad lets her speak rudely to me, or ignores her tacky coments about my husband.
Why don’t you step up? Why don’t you defend me?
I’ve decided to give him and mother one more chance each, and then I’m giving up on this goal. I’m too old (at 26) to keep feeling demeaned in their presence. I can’t allow them to keep breaking my heart.