Just another day off.

I saw TheFireFighter briefly today. Still looks good. I love when he wears his glasses.

He's not diggin my red hair. Too bad, it's staying.

One person scheduled for Jan. 5th so far.

Moving and shaking.

Thanks for calling just to let me know you hadn't been blowing me off. I really do appreciate it.

His gesture actually made me cry. Simple phone call for something small and my fam can't even text or pick up the phone for something big.

It's like I'm the redheaded stepchild or something. Forgotten and unimportant.

These are the days I don't like my family and tend to love my friends.

When I have children, I'm still not going to celebrate Christmas.

Just another day off.

Hardee's makes for a lovely anti-Christmas meal.

Please don't assume I speak Spanish and start speaking to me in Spanish like I'm going to understand you. All you're going to get is a blank stare and a "huh?"

I was quite sure how we were going to be received at the venue in which Nick was spinning last night. I felt quite uncomfortable at first.

That muffin top was...*shudders*

You could tell he couldn't quite tell who he wanted to hit on so he told us we both had beautiful hair.

*laughs*

You've got to love when a IPD slows down on the interstate because there's a car on the side of the road with his emergency lights on only to NOT stop and see if there's anything wrong but instead speeds back up and continues on his merry way. The car was NOT empty...dude looked like he might have been trying to call someone for help. Good ol' IPD.

Kiva loans that change lives...

Broke and all I want to do is help other people. I'm putting my pennies together to make my contribution.

Gimme yarn.

Gimme books.

Gimme money.

Gimme, gimme, gimme...