Saturday, October 16, 2004
I desperately need to somehow make SOMETHING better, right now. . . .. . . so I guess I will go out and plant the new flowers.
I wish I could replant myself, in some other place, maybe in some other time, even.
My husband is a gem. He brought me new flowers to plant. Somehow, he always knows. . . .
I should cook him a meal some time.
Posted by Mamacita (The REAL one) @ 4:37 PM | |