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Word of the Day: panacea So JD and I bought a queen sized mattress today. We went to look at one furniture store which was having a closeout sale, but it was the last week and there was nothing there, no mattresses less than five or six hundred dollars. Then we went to Mattress Plus, a tiny tiny little store in a strip mall, and bought one for three hundred dollars. The guy said they were having their biggest sale of the year this weekend, so that was lucky for us. And this is a damned comfortable mattress. I made JD pick it out because he's the one who broke his back and I'm the one who went to Rome and slept on a six inch mattress and on trains on my coat. He picked a really plush one, firm but plush. And because we bought a new mattress, we had to buy new sheets and stuff. We went to Wal-Mart and the pattern we liked best just so happened to be on clearence. We got sheets, a comforter, and oodles of pillowcases [for our oodles of pillows] for, what, sixty-five dollars? Yeah. They're washing/drying as I type, so I don't know how it'll look, but I'm positive it'll be cute as pie. We cleaned out Patrick's closet today, which was pretty much the stuff that we never wore anymore. Needless to say, I'm getting rid of all my pre-pregnancy clothes. It was really hard for me and I almost cried [I didn't want to in front of JD]. I just can't ever see myself being that small again, and I didn't think then that I was small. Oh, the irony and backlash of life. Any road, so we're donating all that and our old comforter and some shoes and some baby stuff. The dealership JD's mom works for has rented a truck and is collecting food and clothing and stuff to go to the Astrodome. And as much as I don't want my stuff to go to them, I guess I don't really have a choice about it seeing as JD already told her that we were cleaning out the closet. I'd much rather give my stuff to the shelters here in Victoria, helping out the people who were smart and left early, even though some of them are poor and weren't able to bring hardly anything with them. That's all right, though, I'll give money to the pot at work, which will go to our guests, so that'll be good. The fitted sheet and pillowcases are on the bed. It looks kind of girly. I told JD that and he didn't seem to mind, so that's good. Any road, we're preparing to move. That's why we cleaned out the closet. We're wanting to get those little foam puzzle piece mats to put on the dining room [which will be Patrick's room] floor so that his little knees won't get too bruised when he started crawling for real. Though I found out the bedrooms will be carpeted, so that'll be nice I suppose. I can't wait to be out on our own.
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hey, post pics of the new apartment!
have fun moving. won't that be hard to tip toe around where pat's "room" will be?
-Kim
[Anonymous]
I think every girl hates giving up the dream of being as small as she was at some time in the past. It sucks, but I know how you feel.

And I would feel a little slighted by all those dumb LA people too, so no worries.

Good times with finding cheap mattress and bedding though, good going.