bluiis: (Happy Days)

   The first is in the hospital recovering from injuries.

   See, this is the thing.  I didn't really learn to drive till I was married; therefore, the car still scares me.  And I hate to drive.  Even just going to the post office is a dreaded chore.  And see, we moved to a tourist town, so traffic is crazy.  I moved from Florida, so I thought I knew crazy drivers.  Nope.  They got nothin' on these drivers!  And the traffic is weird.  You don't get convenient breaks in traffic in which to dart out.  No, you'll be clear on one side, and not on the other, or the cars'll come along with just little enought space that you can't pull out without danger to you or someone else.

   But you also can't sit there forever, so you have to pull out.  I finally did and cut someone off.  He honked at me.  Really, I would have had enough room, but he was going faster than he should have.  Scared me, though!

   Then, on the way home, some guy had to swerve to get around a parked car on the side of the road, so I swerved accordingly.  Almost took out a telephone pole.  That's one I won't be telling Jon about. ;)  See, I'm really bad a judging distance, so I'm sure I swerved a little much.  But I'm stressed when I drive, and if Jill's screaming, add that to the mix.  Then you have other crazy drivers.  Argh!  If only I had a horse and buggy!  Those are the days I was meant for.

   We've had a good day.  Jill took an extremely short nap, so she's been easily irritated today, but nothing I can't handle.  Much better than the past two days.  On the way back from Hannaford, she fell asleep, so she's napping right now.  Ahh, sweet peace.  I just hope she wakes up before the sun goes down (it starts to get dark around four here because of the surrounding mountains), because I promised we'd go outside and play with her trike.  I want to get outside before the sunny weather disappears.

   I can't believe that in five days it'll be Thanksgiving!  I'm so excited.  Evan will be with us (Jon's brother), and I know he'll enjoy it.  He works at a tavern, and I know he'll welcome the home-cooked food.  We have a huge turkey!  Ginny wanted a 16-18 lb turkey, and the closest I could find was just under 15 lbs, so I hope she'll be happy.  That sucker'll feed us for another year to come!  We're going to have that, stuffing, green bean casserole (blech!!), marshmallow-topped yams, pumpkin pie, apple pie (if Jon'll make it--yummy-yum!), egg nog, and sparkling cider.  Also whatever Evan brings from the tavern.  Oh, yeah, and we're going to make appetizers to eat around five.  And we're having crescent rolls!  Mmm, my tummy's already growling!  Those poor pilgrims, having to eat the little the earth had yielded to them.  But then again, they didn't have to drive, so maybe it wasn't so bad...

   I have got to make more LJ friends.  So next time I read someone else's comments to another journal (if I like what I see), I'm going to try to befriend that person.  See, I'm shy around people I don't know, but I can do it.  I never know what to say or how to act.  Grr...

   Anyway, my back is yacking at me, so I'll sign off for now!


Oct. 5th, 2005 09:40 pm
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   I just read all of Sarah's entries, and I feel mowed down.  Not only do I feel as though I don't make LJ worth having me, also I feel bad cuz I know Sarah reads this and she's the only one.  It's got to be boring for her.  But I don't know how to make more friends on LJ.

   I agree that if you have a boring life, it's your fault.  When I was a kid, I heard a very good saying once:  "If you're bored, it's because you're boring."  Kinda painful, but true.  But I'm bored.

   We went to the Freyburg Fair today, and it was so much fun!  I've never seen steers or horses that big!  They're rears stood higher than my head, and I'm not short!  Jill had a ball (I can just hear her saying "ba! ba!  She always does whenever I use that expression.), and we got Christmas presents for all our parents.  It was nice because Jon usually doesn't like to stay long, but we were there for about three or four hours.  Then we went to go say hi to Ginny, then we came home and Jon made an apple pie.  See, I'm so backward.  I don't like to cook or bake, and Jon does.  And my food (scuse my language) sucks.  Jon's is good.  Hello, I'm the one who put cinnamon in the spaghetti sauce (long story)!

   Anyway, we had fun today, but we really regret letting Jill get so spoiled.  She whines when she wants something, and screams when we tell her no (not always, thank goodness), and though she's still a mostly good little girl, she's spoiled.  I can't wait till we finally settle down.  She needs routine.  I've only just started putting her to bed at 8 again; we had moved it up to 9 just for convenience's sake.  At least she didn't fight it tonight; we'd even gotten lax about that!  But when she screams, the battle usually ends within a week.  And we always win. 

   I'm kind of scared about moving; not the physical act, but because life is going to go on.  And I've come to realize that I really don't want to work.  Like, I knew that before, but especially so since working for Faith and having the pookster with me all day.  I don't like having to ignore her and always scolding her because I can't spend time with her.  I want to stay with my baby.  Also, I want to breastfeed my next kid, and though I should be able to (state laws and such being the way they are), it won't be easy.  And I want to use cloth diapers, but I won't be able to if another person (or a daycare) keeps the kids.  Also, I lose patience easily, and when I'm not around Jill all day, I haven't had a chance to bond, and get frustrated too easy.

   I want to write!  I don't want to work, but I'll probably need to.  I'd love to work at home, but what could I do?

   Oh, I didn't mean to come on here to complain.  Really, I do have a good life.  I'm blessed with a wonderful husband, and pretty good little girl who I get to watch blossom into a little person, and a relatively carefree life.  So why do I complain?

   I wish I had some married friends.  There are so many wonderful things about being married that I can't discuss on here.  Actually, I guess it's not married friends I crave, but friends period.  So I'll just say that I love being married.  The closeness, the shared bed, the love, the child, the good times and bad (though those I could do without), the fact that though I married my best friend, he'll never grow old.  I love Jon so much, I don't know what I'd do without him.

   Anyway, I've been on this laptop so long, I've got that kink in my shoulder I always get whenever I stay at the computer too long (or a cash register).

   Good night, journal.

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