I wish that I could see the world like Don Quixote did...

I know ya'll don't really care but that's tough because I'm gonna proclaim it from the rooftops baby...

Me and my drop dead gorgeous boyfriend who I also happen to be madly in love with had the most earth shattering sex last night. It was fucking awesome. w00t. Ok he's gone and I'm going back to bed. Till noon. At least.

Ok so I don't want to be part of the cliche bitching about Christmas group BUT...

Dude. I don't get it. Is Christmas specifically designed to be evil? I mean, my dad was all so happy I was here and I think I was kinda a spoiled bitch, which I feel bad about. I loved all the stuff I got and he loved the stuff I got him but I was really aloof and chilled in my room alone a lot, which I think hurt his feelings. But I can't help it. I have so much on my mind between Henry getting in some REAL trouble and hoping he won't go to jail and missing him and hoping we are doing ok, and wanted to be in Mass with my fam, missing Vanna and Skipper and Lara, whose fam didn't even come home until like 9 tonight... it's just a mess. Now Henry is checking himself into the Psych Ward for a couple days, which is especially awesome because he asked ME to call his parents and tell them where he is...

Ugh...

Today's the day. Less than seven hours until I can throw my arms around him once again.

Could you say farewell with honor,

On the day my life is through...

And remember me forever,

As I shall remember you.




- "My Horse's Wish"

Written by Barbara Anne Dunn



RIP Lightfoot... I miss you...

My love is coming home tomorrow night. That is very exciting. I can't wait to see him at the airport. I don't know what I'm going to do. Perhaps jump on him. I told him I would. But his toes are broken.

In other news, Lara is in Cali for the funeral of her Grandfather (RIP) so I'm here alone, which is depressing. But not as depressing as her weekend I don't think. I miss her!

I'm totally stressed about Christmas. It's always something. If it's not dad it's Henry in Iraq or something else. I'm so sick of not sleeping. Fucking A. I haven't done any shopping yet. Except Jen ordered Lara's present for me. So it's at Jen's, because I keep forgetting to take it. So I have to single handedly brave SouthPark Mall tomorrow, which sucks. because I don't know if I can deal with all the rich preppy holiday shoppers. *shudder* I have to hit up Abercrombie for gift certificates for Lisa's kids, and Dick's Sporting Goods so I can get Henry a Mossy Oak Under Armor coolgear shirt. And then I'm running (to the barn obviously). I'm starting to seriously dislike Christmas though. Oh well. Hopefully Jen's present will get here on time. I also have to hit up Belk for a gift certificate for Dwayne. And I was thinking about getting Lara a new knife.

Tack shop was fun today, for me Andrea and Jen. We only got a little lost on the way home. And Vanner got some new Jamies. She LOVES them. She's so cute. Sometimes I think that horse is the only reason I get out of bed in the morning. I love herrrrr!

Ok Christmas, we're back on. On a provisional (haha like the IRA) basis. If you do, in fact, bring Henry home when you are supposed to, that being Sunday night, I guess I will forgive you and allow you back.

Don't disappoint me now. Because I really do love Christmas lights and presents and food and such. Not so much the going to the crowded mall part, but the rest is good. Even despite the fact that you totally stole the holiday from the pagans and then convinced 95% of the world they are evil. I have pentacles on my tree. It's really a Yule tree, by the way.

Yeah seriously. Christmas sucks. Last year all I wanted was my dad to come home... yeah didn't happen. This year all I want is for my boyfriend, the love of my fucking life, to come home. But yeah, looks like he will spending the holidays and god knows how much longer in a nice cozy Turkish prison. Wicked cool. I fucking quit. All Christmas does is remind us of the stuff we DON'T have and the people we DON'T get to see. Thanks Christmas, I think you and I are officially OVER.

Henry is coming home on the 17th at 10:46pm!!!

I am so fucking happy. Thank the Goddess.

Please please please come home... like now...