Nobody cares, I know. But somehow, Vince Vaughn, car seats, convenience stores and chocolate made me wake up thinking about good ol' college days. Ugh. I feel so sorry for my college self. If I could only have told her she would be able to find herself if she were medicated. But, the dream brought to mind all these people I haven't thought of in ages, and it is weird! Craig Bench! Matt Durham, some guy who bleached his hair tennis-ball yellow who's name I can't remember. Who'da thunk?
I woke up early forgetting that I have to be somewhere today, so I was in a good mood. That came crashing down when Andy reminded me I have an obligation. Doesn't matter what it is - any obligation is tough right now. I know, I know - it'll be fine once I get there. That's true, but doesn't help me much until then.
Uh oh - I hear little feet. The solitude is over; welcome to the morning rush hour. I'm trying to smile more at my kids. This is WAY harder than it sounds b/c I'm really not a very smiley person. Claire pointed it out to me the other day. That made me sad. It makes me sadder that most of my smiles are really fake. Oh Lamictal! Why do you go so slow?!
4 comments:
I had a dream about Roger Federer last night.
Jen I think it is hard for all moms to smile at their kids sometimes. I think kids need to know that sometimes mom has a hard time too. You are a wonderful mother and your kids are loved.
you ahould join facebook, I found both matt and craig on that thing, it's great for finding old college friends. Oh and I LOVE your background, take it you'd like to escape to there, I sure would!!
To be honest, I want to know the dream!!
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