Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Anyway

-I relapsed on Friday night and smoked three cigarettes. I'm still not ever going to be a smoker again though.

-Felt entirely overwhelmed and restless on Friday night so drank lots of white wine and with Ipod in bakc pocket, pretended I was a contestant on So You Think You Can Dance.

-Found the pictures from when I was little as well as thousands of others - packed them all and brought them home with me. Stay tuned...
-Danced and had a wonderful time at Joey and Cezanne's wedding on Sunday.
-Slept peacefully with Danny boy.
-Hugged and kissed my father.
-BBQ'd, feasted and had a fantastic time with the kids, Danny, Andrew and my aunt and uncle on Saturday. So good to see them. The laughter, the memories. My aunt saying how much I reminded her of mom.
-Made my sister laugh and laugh. Love to do that.
-Danny made me laugh and laugh. Convo: "Annie, I'm probably going to see Michelle and Anthony's baby on Tuesday before coming back to Ithaca." "Ok Dan, please bring a gift. You can not go empty-handed. I need to be with you to buy clothes since I have to determine the sizing for the baby." "For Christ sakes Annie - it's a little baby - it wears a size small." QUIET. QUIET, THINKING. THINKING. LOL LOL. "Dan - you're an idiot. That's not how baby clothes work."
-Burgers at The Blazer with Pete.
-Got totally decked for the wedding - everyone loved my dress.
-Danny and I had our fifth anniversary yesterday. We couldn't spend it together, but at least we woke up with each other.
-Realizing that I can't prevent the move, but I can help to make the transition easier for the kids.
-Finally dissing Carrie Fisher's book The Best Awful, with the same Suzanne Vale character from Postcards from the Edge. The book sucked - at 40 pages in with more than 4 weeks under my belt I needed to just give up.
-Found a Currier & Ives book from the 50's in my father's bookcase when we were cleaning. Absolutely spectacular. He let me have it.
-Said a heartfelt goodbye to Petey. I found a black feather from his bow & arrow set on the floor of the garbage area outside this morning. I do miss my boy.

-Reclaimed my DVR last night. The end of The Hills was cut off...argh...Footballer's Wives - the fucking bomb. Can't believe that idiot Lauren declined Paris to live with her ugly and disturbed BF.

-Reclaimed by bathroom last night. Scrubbed that toilet bowl and bathtub.

-Friday night got to speak to a friend named G who has been in bootcamp for 5 months. Most importantly, got to finally hear some happiness in his wife's voice.

-Remembered how much I truly love Danny. Realized that I would have never been able to get through the last 9 months without him.

-Slept beautifully last night. My bed felt wonderful.

Tonight - dinner with Emily at Maxi's. Emily has been my savior this summer. She's a happy girl, a good friend. Sometimes things go right in this world.

1 comment:

Kimberlee A. Dworczyk said...

Relapse - schmelapse. You are committed and that's all that matters.

As for The Hills - I believe Perez just informed us that Lauren and Jason have split. Bout time - that dude was a total loooosa. Too bad she lost a great opportunity - stoopid.

So glad you are sleeping, and sleeping beautifully. And sounding great, to boot.

Love you.