I'm not going to write much of anything right now... Let's just say that overall I had a good weekend. The rest of the week was, ehh. I was on vacation, but I didn't really do anything. Thursday, my stepbrother came down from MA. He went home early this morning. I think we had a pretty good time.

So, that's my update for the moment, more later...

By the way, I haven't forgotten about Lulu and getting her out of trouble, I just don't have the energy right now.

laterz

As a further update: With this new blogger system, I can't seem to run spell check, so plewase forgive mwe.

Thanks,

Mira

Ok. So I haven't written anything in a while. I'm sorry, really. The thing is, I really didn't have the time or the energy. As I mentioned before, my best friend was here. She left last week. We did a lot of stuff together, most of which impeded greatly on my sleeping schedule. So, basically, I've been really out of it lately. She and my boyfriend don't get along as well as I think they should. They are both so stubborn about the dumbest things... Anyway, you get the idea.

Last time I wrote, it was about my anniversary dinner with my boyfriend. Ok, well we still haven't recreated our first date, but we haven't really had the oppertunity. I went to my boyfriend's house this weekend. It was my week to go there. So, Rich picked me up Friday evening and we went back to his house. We had dinner with his family, one of his brother's and his sister in law. His other brother came in later. Anyway, after dinner, Rich's sister in law helped him update his resume and then she took her husband and went home. Rich and I went to go play pool at his local pool hall. A fight almost broke out while we were there. Apparently, it was about a poker game. The bar tender said that since the two guys were regulars he let them play a game, but it didn't go so well, even though they were only playing for a few dollars. They were both totally drunk. They kept trying to beat each other up. I even heard one of the guys yell, "you wanna take this outside!" If he would have added a "bitch" afer that sentence it would have been perfect. The guy actually did go outside, but nobody would let the other guy out. It was kinda funny, really. Rich was watching the guy who went outside, turned out he went to high school with him, lol. Small world, huh?

Saturday, Rich and I planned to go ice skating. We didn't leave his house though until maybe 1:30pm. I'm not exactly sure what we were waiting for, but we seemed to be waiting for something. Anyway, we left after his dad got home. And we were off! Since we had been there two times previously, I thought that we knew how to get there. Or, more accurately, I thought that since Rich is the one driving, he knew how to get there. But he forgot, apparently. We got totally lost. Maybe for about an hour. It wasn't so much that we were lost to begin with, we just couldn't find the rink. However, Rich (against my judgement), kept going, and making turns, and just going... I'm not sure where he thought he was going. At one point we were at Adelpih University. I told him to make a U-turn, because even though I didn't know where the rink was, I DID know how to get us back to where we started from. He didn't do it though. We were getting on highways, didn't know where they led. It was a mess. We passed like, 10 gas stations, in which we could have asked for directions in each. Rich didn't want to. It was one of those male things. I soooo don't get that. If your lost would you rather stay lost, or get directions? Anyway, afer going from Great Neck, to New Hyde Park, to Lynbrooke, to Garden City, to Malverne, to Valley Stream, I called my father and asked him for directions. Actually, we found ourselves on Peninsula Blvd. which is right near my grandmother's house, so I told him to make a left and just go to her house, we would be able to find ourselves back from there. So he turned right. That's about when I called my father. Just so ya know, Rich says he couldn't turn left from the lane he was in, so that wasn't really his fault. So we gave up on the ice skating and asked my father to direct us to the mall. "Following" his directions, he ended up at Hofstra University. I'm not sure exactly how we did that. Anyway, we called my father back and he directed us again... to the mall. Oy. After wandering the mall for a little while, we were hungry, so we went to dinner at Rich's favorite Japanese restaurant. We ended up having a really nice night.

The next day, Sunday, we tried the ice skating thing again. We only got a little lost, so we made it! Unfortunately, after going around the rink a few times, Rich started falling. He can't move to well, even now. We both fell on our knees at least twice. I have bruises, for some reason he doesn't. Anyway, we had a good time while we were doing it. After the skating we went out for pizza. Then we went back to Rich's house. We watched Garden State. I've never seen it before, it's a really good movie. People have been telling me that for years and I've just never gotten around to it. Anyway, we watched that, then I think... I don't know. We ate dinner later with his parents. Then we just watched TV.

I stayed there on Sunday night because Rich was too sore to drive me home. So, on Monday we all had breakfast together. Then Rich did some work, and I read my book for a few hours. After that Rich and I watched a movie that he had to watch for class, Now and Then. It wasn't as bad we thought it would be, lol. Anyway, we just hung out for a while. I fell asleep with my head in Rich's lap, then we played a game. His mom made dinner again and aferwards Rich finally took me home, and I was sad to go. I miss him. Hopefully I'll see him again tomorrow, if not Thursday.

Have you ever loved someone so much that when you're apart it feels like part of yourself is missing? Have you ever loved someone so much that there's this connection, you know when they're upset? Well, it's a great feeling... and painful...

This past Saturday was my one year anniversary with my boyfriend! In the morning and afternoon we went to the City with my friend. We went to see my boyfriend's brother's exhibit. He did a project about the Ishtar gate in ancient Babylon. It was very interesting. After the exhibit we were all a little hungry, so went to this restaurant on 6th avenue called Jekyll and Hyde. It's a theme restaurant. There's a whole show and everything. The problem with this place is that everything is insanely expensive. I mean you are paying more for the atmosphere than the food, but still. I mean I got a salad and just that was $15.95. The burgers are 20 something and my boyfriend got a chicken sandwich, also for 20 something. I think that's a bit crazy.

Anyway, after eating we all got back into the train and back to Queens. We went to my friend's house and just hung out for a while. My boyfriend and I eventually left and we went back to my house. We planned to recreate our first date last night. It didn't quite work out. We started out from my friends house late, and we got back to my house late. We had to get dressed and all that stuff. We didn't leave my house until about 9:40pm. Then we couldn't find parking anywhere near anything. We drove around for a half hour, maybe more and found nothing. The restaurant closes at 11:00pm. We ended up at another place, Italian instead of Japanese. It's a good restaurant, just not what we planned. We'll recreate our first date, maybe next week, maybe not, but we'll do it. After dinner we ordered some champagne. It was very good :- )

After dinner we just went home. We talked for a while, then went to sleep. My boyfriend went home around noon today. I miss him.



I'll write more later, I'm tired, good night people.

hey people. sorry i havent written in a while. i basically havent slept in two weeks, so i'm too tired to string a sentence together, or apparently capitalize. i havent written another part to my lulu story yet, but i do plan to. my friend is in from israel for the next three weeks, so dont expect many posts very soon. i know exactly whats going to happen to lulu and her friends by the way, so all i need to do is write it down. i'm very tired and sick of not sleeping. my boyfriend has a stomach virus. that was very random. this is how i think now a days with no sleep. i'm somewhere between hyper and exhausted. oy. wish me SLEEP!!!

Oh by the way, i've got a plumbing story for you people. later.

Chapter 1:



Once upon a time, there was a girl named Lulu. She was not the prettiest girl in the world, but she was unique in one way. She was the naughtiest little girl in Kew Hills. She was ten years old and always trying to find a way to show off, and also to ignore her parents.

One day Lulu was walking to school with some of her best friends, John, Mira, Debra, Sally, and Daniel. John had just come back from Florida where he had visited his grandparents. It wasn't the most exciting of trips he said, but his grandparents had gotten him this great hat, and he was talking about it, and talking about it. Honestly, he was driving Lulu crazy. She wanted to tell everybody about her great idea, but she couldn't because John wouldn't shut up about his stupid hat.
"It's just a hat John!"
And with that, she grabbed the hat, took it off his head, ran ahead of everybody, and threw it in the sewer.
"Lulu! How could you, my grandparents gave that to me!"
John shocked everybody by sitting down on the edge of the sidewalk and crying. None of them had seen John cry in years. "John it's a hat, I'm sure you could get another one," said Mira. "No I can't," said John, "My grandmother picked out that hat. It's the only thing she's ever gotten me that I actually like, it's special." Everybody said, "oh."

Lulu was running up ahead because she was so mad a John. She didn't hear him yell at her, she didn't see him crying, and she didn't see her friends trying comfort him. She walked to school alone, sat alone during lunch, and basically ignored all her friends. She was so mad all day, she didn't even notice that they were ignoring her as well. She stormed out of school early and went off into the woods.

Later on, after school, Debra asked Mira, "Where's Lulu? She wasn't in class this afternoon." "Who cares Debra, I'm sure she went home." "I guess."

So Mira, Debra, John, Sally, and Daniel walked home together. John was quiet, and the others really didn't have anything to say either. When they got back to their houses they split up and went off to do their own things. Lulu didn't come home.

My weekend is so not worth talking about...

Have you ever had any of those disturbing waking thoughts? It's like you're in a semi sleep state and you are not exactly conscious where your mind is drifting, but you aren't asleep either. Well today, I was on my way back from Connecticut with my father and grandmother, and all of the sudden I started wondering what it would be like to suddenly lose my hearing, 100% of my hearing. I found this little "dream" of mine, very disturbing. I imagined myself years ahead, married to my boyfriend, only to find that when I woke up one morning, I was totally deaf. I couldn't hear my own voice, but what upset me most was that I could no longer hear his voice. I really do love hearing his voice.

My other waking dreams, to my recollection over the years have been equally disturbing. People I love in car accidents, or in a fire, or some other horrible situation. I think, not totally sure, but I think this is the first time the horrible thing was happening to me. However, even though this was happening to me, it was more about it's impact on the people surrounding me, sort of. I'm not sure.

I'm not crazy by the way. I'm not now, nor have I ever been depressed. I'm just me. Take it or leave it.

Just as a quick note... I do not recommend going to sleep at 6:00AM. Ok, that's all I have to say.

Soooo tired....


: - (

So, today is Sunday, officially one week into the new year. When I deposited my paycheck, I wrote '06. I just realized that. My first mistake of the year, lol. I don't think the bank noticed though, so, all's good.

Last Thursday, I went bowling with my boyfriend. We went to the only local bowling alley left, near Queens College. I guess people don't really bowl anymore? Local bowling alleys have been closing for years. Anyway, I can't bowl, seriously, I suck. I mean, I used to be better when there was a bowling alley up my block, but that closed years ago. I think the first game I bowled a 43, or something like that, and my boyfriend bowled 70 something. Ok, we both suck. In the middle of the second game, I got a call from my mother. My grandmother was in the hospital with pneumonia. Turns out she doesn't have pneumonia, but whatever. So we finished our game, I mean what else could we do? I bowled a 17 and I can't remember if my boyfriend broke 100. He got two strikes in a row in the last frame, and one almost strike, hehe. Ok, he's better at bowling than I am. When we play pool, he still tends to win, but it's a little for fair.

Anyway, he came back over for dinner on Friday night. My mom got home from work around 5:00pm, and then she and my stepdad went over to the hospital. I was left at home to cook. So, for my mom and stepdad, those wacky vegetarians, I made salmon. It was pretty plain, just grilled with a little bit of parsley. For my boyfriend and me, I made lemon chicken. I didn't have a recipe, I just guessed. I had three pieces of chicken cutlets, and three lemons. I took the chicken (washed it of course), and put it on a plate. I poured the juice from one lemon over the chicken and let it sit there for a while. Then I loosely breaded the chicken. I poured another lemon's juice over the chicken again. I added some extra breading to the plate for thickening. I put some lemon peels on top of the chicken also. I put some lemon zest on the bottom of the pot, before putting the chicken in it. I poured the last lemon into the pot and mixed it with about a teaspoon of tomato sauce and a little bit of oil. All of that together coated the bottom of the pot. I put the chicken inside and baked on 345 degrees until it was cooked. When it was done I put some parsley and sauteed onions on top of the chicken and served it. I also, stir fried some snow peas with garlic, onions, and parsley. I added some pepper and just the smallest amount of salt. I made wild rice to go with the salmon (I burned it a little bit), and I made some linguini to go with the chicken. I made a garlic and oil sauce to go on top of it. And that's it.

After dinner my boyfriend and I lounged about a bit, then we went for a walk. We ended up circling half of my town. We didn't get back until 3:30am. It was a long walk, and we stopped to get ice cream and pretzels on the way. When we got home we basically just went to sleep. My boyfriend wasn't feeling too well at that point, so I didn't set the alarm for the morning. We ended up walking up around 12:00pm. We both took showers, had a little fight, made up, and went for lunch. We went to the best local pizza place and had... you guessed it, pizza. It was very good. We just wandered around town a little bit after that, went in and put of a few stores. I needed to go the optometrists office. I need new glasses. So, I went there, I picked the frames and found out how much it will cost to have them made with my wacky prescription. Ok, not wacky, I'm just far sighted instead of near sighted. Anyway, after that we walked back to my house. My boyfriend carried me a little bit, lol. I was tired. We got back to my house talked a bit, ate a little snack, and watched a bit of TV. We fell asleep for a half hour or so. We left my house around 8:30pm, and went for dinner. We drove to a good Chinese/Japanese place called Tofu. It was good. We thought about going to a movie, but we had just missed all of them by like 10 minutes. I hate starting movies in the middle.

We ended up back at my house and we watched Minority Report. I got it on DVD a while ago, and never watched it. I recommend it. By the time it was over, it was after 3:30am, so my boyfriend went home. I miss him already.

Today isn't worth talking about, this is the most productive thing I have done thus far today. Ya know, there are a lot of bad movies on Sunday afternoon. Well, tomorrow, I'm off to work, so I'm just relaxing for the day.

How was your first week of 2007 people? How was your first weekend?

Ok, I don't really want to write about my trip to CA. Let's just say that the majority of it was fun. I got to see family I haven't seen since last year. The kids all got taller. It's amazing how they do that from year to year. Anyway, we didn't see any sights this time out. We really just hung out. Stayed on the baby's schedule. We woke up everyday at 7:00am and had "brunch" at 9:00am. I always thought that brunch was more of a meal between 11:00am and 2:00pm. Anyway, we had fun. The only bad thing was the coming and the going. I don't really like flying. The airline lost one of our suitcases on the way there, and lost all of them on the way back. Now THAT was aggravating. On the way back to NY the wind was blowing pretty hard in Burbank CA. What does that mean? It means that either the plane had to lighten its load of people, or its load of gas. Since nobody was willing to take a later flight, the plane only took enough gas to get us to Palm Springs. So we landed there to refuel. As a side note, happened to be where President Ford's plane was waiting for him. Anyway, for some reason it took about an hour to refuel. We missed out connecting flight at Dallas Fort Worth. When we got there, the next flight was going out immediately. So we ran to the other side of the airport and boarded the new plane. We asked, "Will our luggage be put on this plane?" "Yes, of course, while you were traveling to this port (or w/e it's called for a plane), your luggage was traveling by ground." Oh please. When we landed in Laguardia at 9:30pm our luggage was not there. We went to find out where it was. Apparently, it was on the next flight, due to come in at 11:30. We could have gone on that flight if our luggage would have been put on it. Anyway, we finally got our luggage back and went to find our car. We got to it at about 12:30am and we went to go eat something. Diner at 1:00am, I do not recommend. So that was my trip to CA. I took lots of pictures, I'll post the sight when I get around to posting the pictures on it.

Ok... New Years Eve... My boyfriend and I planned to go to a nice Italian restaurant in Roslyn. He made a reservation for 10:00pm. I know that's late. He did this because they told him they were going to have post new years festivities. They lied. Or they just thought more people would be there, I don't know. Our waiter left about twenty minutes after we got there. It took me three tries to get a coke. The food was ok, nothing special. They were taking inventory, vacuuming, and just hanging around by 11:00pm. We were one of two tables that were full. The valet came into the restaurant handed Rich his car keys and said good night. They basically kicked us out by 11:45pm. We spent the next hour driving around looking for somewhere to toast in the new year. We did stop the car mid road at midnight. We had a nice long happy new year kiss. It's amazing really, nothing was open. Every bar we passed was closed. I figured they would be open late on new years. Anyway, we ended up at a bar around the corner from my boyfriend's house. We had one glass of bad champagne and then went back to his house, and finished off a bottle of good champagne. We danced a little, and talked, and eventually went to sleep. It was my best new years eve. They've always been somewhat bad before.

I don't really have anything else to say. The rest of my weekend was really not very active. I spent it with my boyfriend and his family, but we didn't really do anything. I did manage to get addicted to one of my boyfriend's car racing computer games though, lol.

Anyway, have a good day, month, year people. Happy New Year!

So, I'm back in New York. I had quite a trip. I'm not going to write about it now though. I'm just saying hello.

Hellooooo....


Later!!!

Happy New Year is coming up!!! Get ready with your resolutions people, that's an order!

Lol.

Not going in to my weekend right now. I'm just letting you all know that I'm leaving for California in a few hours. I'll be back sometime on the 28th. For those of you reading this, wish me luck, lol. Tty'all laters ppls...

Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah... Happy Holidays!!

Happy New Year if I don't speak wit ya!

So I don't really have anything to say. I have to go to work soon. I don't feel very well. I don't know what's wrong with me exactly I just don't feel well. I called my friend in Israel and she was with her roommate, so she couldn't talk. It sounded they were in a restaurant of some sort. I guess I'll talk to her tomorrow or something. I have to leave for work in twenty minutes, so I should probably get dressed. Ucch, I just want to go back to sleep. Have a day people!

COMMENTS!! I mean if you're reading anyway what would it hurt?

So, my weekend was not especially eventful. I went to my boyfriend's house for dinner. His dad's birthday is... well... actually it's today, but we were all celebrating it on Friday. His mom made something middle eastern involving pumpkin. Since, I don't eat pumpkin she made me pasta. It's the first time I think I've seen the whole family together since the summer. Anyway, we had a good time.

After everybody left my boyfriend and I were supposed to go play pool or something, but he was too tired, and I'm not sure why, but I was totally out of it. So we just sat around watching TV. Saturday we planned to go ice skating, and then later after dinner to Strike. However, we managed only to go to Subway, wander around for a while, and then go to dinner in my favorite Chinese/Japanese place called Tofu. We went back to Rich's house afterwards and watched a movie, "Old School." Personally, I didn't think it was all that funny. I know many people would disagree. Whatever.

I ended up staying at his house Saturday night also. He was too tired to drive me home. So Sunday, he did lesson plans, and I read while he worked. I bothered him once in a while. All in all it was a good weekend, a sleepy weekend.

Yesterday, I went to work. It's the last week of the session, so I have to keep saying good bye to all my classes. It's slightly depressing, but I'll probably see them all again in January. So whatever. Today, I was supposed to cover for someone, but I ended up being sick, so I didn't go. Everybody seems to be coming down with something.

Meanwhile, I found out that my fam and I are going to California on the 24th, instead of the 25th, and we're leaving like at 5:30 am. It's all very aggravating. I have to go shopping. Macy's is having one of their blow out sales, so I want to go to that. Only if my mom gives me the macy's card though. What's the point in spending more if I don't have to? Anyway, I don't even want to go at this point. I don't feel especially well and I would rather spend the time with my boyfriend. If I don't go away, then my father will go away with his girlfriend. It would actually be the first time I'd be all by myself, parent wise. I really don't want to go.

Ok, first off I must start out by saying I have so many damn Christmas songs stuck in my head!!! AHHH!!! Does anybody remember those Hess Truck commercials that always came around during this time of year? The hess truck's here and we're better than ever... Hess Truck this year, the Hess Truck's here... Or something like that. That was the only Christmas commercial I ever looked forward to each year, and now that I'm thinking about it, I haven't heard it in quite a while... I gotta ask people if they remember this thing, hmm...

So, it's almost 3:00am. Since I've been especially insomniatic this week for some reason, I've been watching a lot of the Food Network. Now, I always turn it on once in a while, but somehow as a background thing. I don't watch it to learn how to cook. Oddly enough I do cook, and I like to cook, but I almost never look a recipe, and when I do, I use it more as a guide than anything else. I'm not sure what my point is. Right now I'm watching Iron Chef America, and the secret ingredient is ostrich. Now, that is a hard bird to deal with. I mean first they had to catch the thing, figure out a good way to kill it, remove the feathers and so on. I mean wow, what a show! I'm kidding really, all they had to do was cook the thing. Also, I find it interesting that I think this is my first time watching where I think the challenger is going to win. Hmm...

So, let me tell you about the excitement of last night. Around 4:30am, I was just starting to fall asleep when I heard loud blasting music (techno I believe). I went upstairs to look out of the window, and what did I find? I found a drunk man peeing on my lawn. Granted I've only lived here a few years, but I have never seen anything like this over here. Well... Something similar once a couple of years ago, I'll tell you about it later... Anyway, this man looked very confused. He was either jerking himself off, or shaking the piss off his dic, hard to tell with the lighting as it was. It looked as if he forgot which house he was supposed to be going to. For a few minutes I thought he was going to try to wander up my front walk, or try to go in the backyard. However, he eventually wandered off up or down the block, I'm not sure. At least he got out of his car and was not driving, he could have killed someone.

This morning, on my way to work, a policeman stopped me and asked if I knew any languages. I just figured I wouldn't say something like, "No hablo ingles." or, "ani lo midaberet angleet." I also didn't say, "Besdies English?" I just said that the only language I know is English and walked on. I mean, I don't know anything else with enough fluency to be of use to anybody as translator, unless you count pig latin... You don't count pig latin, do you?

So, tomorrow I am going to work, not sure exactly what I'm teaching my class yet. We played duck duck goose at the end of class last time, I'm wondering if they would understand the concept of Indian Chief... Hmm... (Please tell me you know what that is, I don't want to feel old again). I'll probably set up an obstacle course at some point. I did that today with my nursery class, they liked it. I could also play musical skooters if the mood strikes. Hey! I think I just planned my lesson, lol.

Stream of consciousness is great isn't it? I mean you never know what's going to come out. My back is killing me. I'm Meeting my boyfriend by his work area tomorrow. My mother seems to think I am insane. Well good for her. Maybe she doesn't realize that there's no reason he has to drive all the way over here since he's going to be exhausted at that point. It's not the easiest trip in the world for me, but it isn't impossible. I mean I used to go to school in that area five times a week. If she minded it so much then she could have gotten me a car, but she didn't. So, I don't know what her problem is. He lives near there, so he doesn't have to leave his area tomorrow. He always picks me up because I don't have a car. He never complains or anything, he's very sweet about it. However, it's just nice for me to be able to meet him this one time. I am going to make his life easier by doing this, so why shouldn't I do it? I don't know, my mother is weird like that.

Anyway, it's 3:17am, I'm going to attempt to go to sleep. I have to wake up at 9:30 so I'm going to try to get at least six hours of sleep. Adios muchachos!!!

Hi people. Sorry I haven't written in a while, I guess I've just been lazy.

So, last Friday my boyfriend came over. I made a meatloaf. It was pretty damn good if I say so myself. Anyway, after dinner we didn't do much. Just talked and watched TV. Saturday, we had a late start to the day. We left the house around 2:00pm maybe. We had lunch (maybe it was brunch?) in a little place that always reminds me on Central Perk (the coffee house from Friends). He had some sort of chicken wrap and I had an egg sandwich and a lot of good fries. Anyway, after lunch (or brunch) we wandered around my area. We got my boyfriend's glasses fixed (he somehow managed to punch them in his sleep, so they were crooked). While we were at the glasses store I tried on a few new frames. I think I found a pair of frames I like. I haven't been able to find them online, so if I end up getting them, I'll take a picture and stick it in here somewhere.

Anyway, after that, we went to Starbucks and wandered with our hot drinks. We bought movie tickets for The Holiday to see later on, and we went to Duane Reade and I got some moisturizer and dark chocolate m&m's. You read correctly DARK CHOCOLATE M&M'S!!!! At that point we went back to my house and I spent some time editing my boyfriends 95 page paper on the fall of the Roman Republic. Of course the m&m's came with me, lol. It was a very well thought out paper of Rich's part (G-d help his professor). After the editing we realized we didn't have enough time to go to dinner before the movie. So, we ate left over meatloaf with a nice fresh salad. We left and spent the next half hour or so looking for parking somewhere near the movie theater. We missed the first 15 minutes of the movie. However, I really liked the movie. It was good. After the movie we went back to my house, talked a bit and fell asleep.

I do not even want to go into Sunday, or Monday. Let me just say it involved a Chanukah Festival and a booth called "Toss the Latke." Don't ask. Just imagine, lol.

So, that was my weekend. How was yours people?

By the way.... comment me huh?

Hey people. Today is Tuesday December 5th at 12:46pm. So, I'll tell you about my weekend I guess. On Friday I went to my boyfriend's house. His brother came over for dinner. His mom made a very good lasagna. After dinner we all watched a very stupid movie on lifetime. I believe it was called Noel. Susan Sarandon was in it, among other people of course, including Robin Williams. With all the good actors in the movie, it really sucked. It was so gloppy, so sweet, and so magically christmasy. Bleh. As a movie, it also jus sucked, it was highly predictable and low key. I mean there was no action what so ever, ehh.

Later that night my boyfriend's brother went home and his parents went to sleep and my boyfriend and I were left watching TV in the basement. We didn't watch anything special, just TV. My boyfriend fell asleep and later we just talked for a bit. On our way upstairs we noticed flashing lights in front of the house. We looked out the window and saw a car, on its side on the front lawn. The flashing lights belonged to the police and the toe truck who were trying to get the car off the front lawn. My boyfriend went upstairs to tell his parents about it. They called the police and were informed that the person driving was a 16/17 year old high school student. She supposedly fell asleep driving and went threw the neighbors bushes and then found herself crashing into a tree on my boyfriend's property, continued weaving around and managed to crash through his bushes. Her car flipped over at some point. If she had gone about ten feet farther she would have been in his dining room.

Amazingly enough the girl was absolutely fine and so was her passenger. The next morning my boyfriend went out to clear the driveway and while he was there, the girl's father came by with his gardener. They basically assessed the damage. My boyfriend scratched up his face with some pieces of tree and finally came back inside. Later on his mother told me that the bushes the girl destroyed had been planted there in 1929. So she was very upset. The whole thing was just upsetting to everyone.

Saturday, after my boyfriend cleaned off the driveway, we sat around watching TV for a while. Later his parents got back from work, then his brother and his wife came over. They are going to Africa I believe, so they needed to get Hep C vaccinations. Rich and I wanted to go ice skating, but my ankle sort of hurt, and after his brother left, the rink was closed. So we took a little trip into Roslyn, ate lunch, and did a little shopping. We couldn't think what else to do, so we ended up going to another area and did more shopping. We went to Best Buy and I got Minority Report, and Rich got Syriana. Then we went to The Source Mall. We didn't buy anything we just walked around. I went hysterical for a while (laughing). I couldn't stop for like an hour. Every time Rich looked at me I would just burst out into hysterical laughter. We had to leave stores after a while, I mean they were looking at me like I was insane. I was doubled over and hanging onto Rich so I wouldn't fall down.

After the mall, we went back towards his area and ate dinner in a cute little Thai restaurant. After that, we went back to his house and watched Syriana. Then he took me home.

The next day I went to work. A cute little girl's birthday party. It went alright. Didn't do anything much the rest of the day. Actually, I fell asleep. I was exhausted.

Monday, I went to work, ate dinner with my father, and went to sleep.

So, that was my weekend and Monday. Yours?

I have nothing to say except... It's started again. Every year after Thanksgiving the Christmas songs start. Now, being Jewish, I have very little feeling for this time of year, or for the songs themselves. However, these songs cause me great pain. I mean, seriously, the day after Thanksgiving they start and they don't end until basically January! The same damn songs year after year, day after day... It is sooooo annoying!!!! These songs get stuck in my head and they just won't get out! Good king Wenseslause (or however you spell it), Frosty the Snowman, Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, etc, etc... AHHHHH!!!!!!!!

I like these songs for the first couple of days, but a month of it, is just too much. I must protest. And the lady really do not protest too much, I seriously hate the month of Christmas, before Christmas.

Anyway, I'm gonna go, I'm dizzy, must lie down....



Frosty the Snowman....... (humming)........

So, it's Monday at 4:30pm. Where am I? I'm home? Why? Because I have my period, and the complications that go along with it. Let me just say, that I feel like I have a stomach virus. I'm supposed to go to my boyfriend's house for dinner tonight. I hope I can keep it down. I haven't eaten anything today, unless you count water. I can barely move, this is fun. I would have gone to work today if I had to work at the desk. However, I was supposed to teach gymnastics. I really couldn't see myself moving that much.

I finally figured out how to get my picture in my blogger profile, woo hoo!! I had to take my picture and chop a lot of it out, and it was a small picture to begin with, lol.

I really, don't have anything else to say. I mean I seriously didn't do anything today. I didn't even eat anything. One, because we have no food. Two, because I'm too nauseous to eat anything.

Seriously, nothing else to say. I'm going to go write more of my Pig's story.

Bye Bye!!

So everybody how was your turkey day?? Mine was alright. My stepbrother came in from MA for the weekend. So he's here now. I went with my mom, stepdad, and great aunt to a restaurant in the city called Hunter's. This is the third or fourth year that we've gone to this place. It's alright. It's a pub/restaurant place. It's very noisy, the food is ok, and there are always a lot of noisy families there. I guess the food is alright, but it's not wonderful. I wanted to cook this year, but nobody else wanted me to. They didn't think I could do it I guess. I don't know.

Anyway, after dinner we headed home. My cousin had met us there, so there wasn't really enough room in the car for all of us. My great aunt ended up sitting on my cousin's lap for the return trip. He looked pretty uncomfortable. He said she was sitting on the spot where he had a hernia operation a couple years ago. She was sitting on his lap and My stepbro and I were squished next to them. It was a remarkably uncomfortable trip.

Once we got home, my boyfriend came to visit for a little bit. We just sat around and talked. Then he left. He went to Maine today. He's coming back on Sunday afternoon. I'm probably not going to see him until Friday though. I miss him and I want him to come back. We have never been apart on a weekend yet, not in the last 9 (almost 10) months. It's going to happen another two times in the recent future. I'm going away during Christmas, and he's going away during Martin Luther King Jr. Weekend. So we are going to be separated some more. All I know is that I miss him.

I'll talk to you later ya'll bye for now!!!