Lighter Fare

My niece and nephew will be spending the night safe, with no one threatening them or yelling at them. They'll be opening the Christmas presents they didn't get on time, and all is happy in their world for now.

You have never heard more joy than the joy in the little girl's voice that exclaimed, "I'm with my dad!" when I answered the phone.

But the little boy's voice that said, "I'm still your monkey," was pretty good, too. Balm to soothe a worried heart.

I'll sleep better tonight than I have in awhile.
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I am a cyber-stalker par excellence, and I must report on my findings about a 6'6" tattooed truck mechanic (guys who can fix a motor are sexy!) that make me a little sad. He is a 1974 Virgo, and we all know 1974 Virgos are the most awesomest people ever, right? Right.

(I am not mentioning his name because my readers should be able to figure it out from the last week or so of posts...and googlers don't need to.)

Now I'm more distraught that he didn't wait for me...isn't it obvious we were Meant To Be?!

:-p Yes, I do enjoy my own silliness. Immensely.

Posted by Jenelle at January 11, 2008 04:57 PM | TrackBack