sister golden hair

hola blog!  i realize that it's been over a week since we've last spoken.  i have no excuse.  just hard to when i sit at the dining room table - i face outward, my back to the wall but i still don't feel like i'm alone enough.  if alone is even the word i want to use.

my favorite version of "beast of burdon" is by far bette midler. 

i'm regretting having three online classes. i really am.  i go to school for history (topics in salem) but i take philosophy, critical thinking and abnormal psych home, online.  it's not structured enough.  and even if it were structured - i don't have enough alone time. (there's that word again).  i've taken one online class at a time, but three?  not sure what i was thinking.  i just keep reminding myself - 13 weeks to go.  13 weeks to go. 

i guess we've decided that i'll be going to vegas alone.  :::sigh::: i really want P to go. :o/  the kids want us both to go. but...he won't go.  "it's the responsible thing to do" - as if my going w/o him is irresponsible?  no.  NO!  that's not what he was thinking.  it will be fun to spend some fun time with my older sister and my father. we spent all our "spending money" on our summer trip and there's nothing for me to go to vegas with. i told the kids i'll buy one tshirt that says 'my mom went to vegas and all i got was this tshirt'.... and they have to share it...lolol  that's funny right?  :o)


so yeah - we've got eddie money 'shakin' on the radio after foghat's 'slowride' and i'm lost in the white lines on the highway.  you know you've done that, too.  like subconsciously you're just gonna follow those white lines even if they go past your exit. and not for any real reason either.  it's just one of those of things - like staring off into space when people have their hand in your face, snapping their fingers. good thing there are four exits that i can take to get to our house.  haha!

i was thinking about what a bad rap plastic gets.  some stuff just comes in plastic, no matter how damn green you try to be.  i don't like plastic. i don't like the things i hear about plastics (likein the microwave) but i can't find rice in glass baggies.  i haven't seen 5 gallon water jugs in glass.  even cereal comes in a plastic bag - surrounded by recyclable cardboard.  i hope it's one of those things that don't end up being as bad 'they' tout them to be. 

well, i guess you can see now why i haven't been on here much to talk to you blog. i have nothing to say. just blech! i'm gonna go pee then go to bed. 6:45 comes early.

nitey nite!