Good News: I found Dill Pickle chips!!!!!
Bad News: I can't stop eating them and they kinda make me smell funny.
Good News: I got some pink hair now!
Bad News: It still gets all over my white towels....
Good News: Dallin is Graduating this weekend!
Bad News: My sister is leaving me June 8th...she set a date now. *sniffles* I can't believe its been 4.5 years already...
Good News: I get to live in her house tho!
Bad News: Still don't have a cat...
Good News: I found a hot pink cell phone cover for my phone. I love it!
Bad News: I think I've got an online shopping addiction now...
Good News: I got Dad a blue cell phone cover too. I hope he likes it.
Bad News: I'm not sure I wanna give Dal this money for his Graduation...
Good News: I got Min some jewelry for Mothers Day at the request of her far away hubby! He'll send a card and I'll get flowers and it'll be cute and from him.
Bad News: I didn't get any other mother anything (Ma and Gma)...cept for a card. Mum doesn't like practical gifts anyway so I dont feel that bad.
Good News: I juss got an idea! I can clean her car when she comes down Saturday if we have time! Wash and vaccum. That's what she said when I asked what she wanted.
Bad News: Still can't find a 36''X12'' frame for the cool soldier (No Greater Love) poster I got Min and Claine. Still dont know when to give Dal his gun poster either...
The two main things plaguing my mind currently is the giving Dal this money and Min leaving me. I got paid 3 times in April rather than the normal 2 so I used half that check for savings and the other half I'm giving to him. $100 - Graduation, $100 - Birthday, $100 - Baby, $100 - Wife Bday? $100-Anniversary/Christmas (any other holiday). Is that too much? Is that ridiculous? I dont know the ethics of money/gift giving anymore... All he ever asks for is money so I thought I'd cover the whole year upfront.
Then Min juss gave out dates for her departure to CA and I realize that its not that far away, only one more month and she'll be gone. Between my two periods, the one now and the one when she leaves, I think I'll have many breakdowns. I think the process of her leaving will cause more tears than her actually leaving. I dont wanna help make decisions that result in her moving. I dont want to see her make arrangments to make it feel like she's dead or dying. I dont want to see her house all packed up. I dont want to see movers taking her stuffs. I dont want to see her sell her stuff. I think I'll have to have a cat by then and lock myself in her house and cry for a few days... What will I do without my boys? and my sanity and savior in the mist of all our crazy family and daily trials?
I dont think its cosher to cry at work...