Looking

I found myself on the HSU website - looking at the ERE website - alumi - stuff like that... weird really.... i guess i care more about my past than I think I do... but give me a break - the past is the past... i got from college a great degree and a great friend... oh and a great hubby - other than that - why I'm I fooling myself in thinking that it can offer me more.... why do i care what the people in my past are doing......

my friend.

Left

Sorry blog - for being gone so long - for leaving you with blank pages.

I had a great vacation - spent some much needed quality time with my sister. I let myself tell her stuff and express stuff that I never thought I would. The last night - we shared a beer together... talked about how it felt like being a Phillips' woman. I learned how angry and hurt I am with my parents right now - and how sick it made me feel in the end. We worked through some stuff that my Dad told us when we were young - and how that has been twisted over the years due to our insecurity. How much I have grown as a person in the last few years. My sister reveals only small things about how she feels and her life.... she is VERY private - and I respect that - but am also hurt by it.... i want to know more about her - maybe she only gives me things I can handle....

anyway - we both decided that having my niece here has been an expierence and despite some of the short coming from our own parents - they did great.....


For I am nothing, if not critical.
Othello. ACT II Scene 1.

Fireworks

Passed out by 6 pm. Awake at midnight. Going to go to breakfast - eat as much crappy food that is possible. Clean up and play responsible.

Bitches

Can't make a hoe a house wife.

My tank is truly empty.....and I make a horrible house wife... thank god for blow jobs.