Trapper Keeper please?
So it definitely seems that I will be going back to school full time in the near future. Not sure whether that will be this summer or next fall. I'm still working out the details but I'm mega excited and more importantly this means that my goal of graduating is actually in eye site instead of over the mountains and through the woods like it once was!!Holly is married to Curt and had a baby, named Brodie. Holly, Brodie, AND Curt were at the beach this weekend. Not just Holly and Brodie. Excuse me, Curt, for my brain fart on my last post. I love you, I do.
One red streak of hair has escaped my head already. I don't know if it was something I did or if the little red bastard was just an escapee. Regardless -- it hurt.
Today Mom came to my office to bring me lunch. It was nice and I, today more then any day that's come recently, needed to see/touch her face. We're sitting in the conference room chatting away about mid terms and what not when she says, "Oh. You have red in your hair." I didn't tell her about the red streaks. Mainly because she is of the mind set that she gave birth to a perfect piece of human art and those who dare to alter it whether it be tattoo, red hair dye, or piercing in any place other then the ear lobe, are fucking with her art. Her perfectly made, carried, delivered, and raised art. Then she said, "Oh - look. There's more." I let her know that they come out, they're not permanent, and moved on with the conversation. I wasn't expecting her to like it --
Tomorrow is Friggidy Friday, ya'll!
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Completely off topic, but I never got the damn pictures back. So some postal worker somewhere is having a blast with funny pictures of your boyfriend. Anyhoo- I found something just as good and will be scanning and emailing it to you manana.
~JZ
Aw, that was so nice for your mom to bring you lunch. I wish I lived close enough to my mom to do that.
I'll bet the streaks look cool. Any pix soon?
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