my mum and me

summer at home. a lot of... not much. i get up (usually pretty early), decide whether i should watch "dawson's" or "what not to wear," read a bit, walk down the driveway to the post, watch a bit more t.v., talk with my mom, maybe go to a dr. appt, and that's about it. sigh. some of you are probably cursing my name as you read this, thinking that i should be enjoying this. and i do, it's just that i'm used to being needed, having people around to talk to. it could be a long vacation if i don't do something productive... quickly.

i was "this" close going out with a guy i haven't seen for years, but then i googled him and let's just say i am pretty sure we won't be going out. and perhaps this is the place where the fine line of blogging openness ends.
i went to a wedding this weekend. nothing says "happy marriage" like a cooler of the finest miller lite.