Well . . . Prom was more than wonderful. Stephen took me to the most expensive friggin restaurant in the state, and spent an obscene amount of money I'm sure. First time I have ever eaten hickory roasted duck, I can assure you. The dance was great fun, and I discovered that I am not as much of a spaz as I thought I was. Oh, I am a big spaz. Just not as much as I previously believed. After party / campout was great as well. Ryan came home from rehab because they thought he was doing really well, and was ready to come home. So he came to our party right when he got out. The next day, he checked himself back in. I miss him much, but he should be home in a few weeks. Today was Mother's day. Woo. Today was the first day I actually missed having my dad around. No, it has nothing to do with mother's day. But in 9 years, this was the first time I actually missed him. He came over to bring my mom and I some crawfish. I went out to his truck to get him something to drink, and thats when it hit me. As I was closing his big black tailgate, I realized that I miss my daddy. I miss his huge truck in the driveway, his stinky shoes sitting under the coffee table, the aroma of his cooking throughout our house on a lazy sunday afternoon. So many things I took for granted, that I can not have back. Everywhere I look, something reminds me of Joe. I feel him in everything that I do. And with the play coming next week, it will be all the more apparent that he is not here anymore. He was supposed to come back. "Do it for Joe," they say through unknowing eyes. "Be strong for Joe." I don't know how far my feet will carry me without him. Random Adverb, Map.