OMG...

omg, omg, omg I am going to be sooo beeezy over the next sixteen weeks. I have GOT to get organized - I've got to divide my day into work, school, rest and play - and I've got to start NOW. Tonight I hit the ground running and I intend to stay ahead of the fray. Tomorrow the plan's rough draft will be developed BEFORE I end the day. The light is green, the water's boiling and I am so freakin' psyched. I can do this, I can do this, I can do this - my loud and beloved mantra until June 1st. Here we go biatches.

On My Bookshelf...

It Never Gets Any Easier Leaving Them Behind...

We drove Sach back to Syracuse today. She was not quite ready to start the intensity of learning all over again. For the first time since she started, she mentioned how far away from home four hours is. Rich and snobby have never appealed to her. Watching her walk into her dorm while we drive away is hard for me. Vooch keeps reassuring me, but I know that it's hard for him too. Square fish, fries and a diet coke helps, a little.

A Little Curry Please...

Sam's been accepted to college.

8 inches...

for the cause.

B56...

That's as close as my natural color as exists in a bottle and I'm stickin' with it, and Jen, and my side part, and my bangs, and my every-six-weeks-Tuesday-at-6pm cut, and feelin' beautiful in my bathroom mirror with no makeup on in my pj's.

And Where In The Good Book Does It Say...

On the Seventh Day she'll vacuum until she breaks every toenail on both feet; sneeze until there are no dust bunnies left, anywhere, including the side porch; catch hell from a nineteen year old who isn't nearly as cool today as she usually is; rearrange a room including a two ton piano in the middle of a playoff game wherein the house team is sucking wind; eat pigs in a blanket after being told that if it were up to her we'd all starve; drink multiple cups of high-test to combat the cramps that she no longer needs at this age but without which she'd need multiple cups of high-test to combat the lack of hormones; and, find the funds to pay the bills that should have gone out ten days ago? Rest? Psshhh