Alright, so today I could be going to the movies with Sophia and Valeie, but if I'm not I might go to Kohl's and spend some of my Christmas Moolah!! I didn't mention this in my last entry, but my mom told me somethign really weird yesterday. My Mom said, that yesterday morning she went to take a nap and she was laying there with her cat. Across from her she has a big white cupboard thingy with pictures on top and one of them is of my Uncle Scott who died on May 14th last year which was also the day right after Friday the 13th. All of a sudden one of the doors to the cupboard broke and slid down making an arrow that pointed right up to the picture of my Uncle. My mom thought it was really creepy, so she walked out into the living room.She said that she had earlier closed the curtains in the living room because it was too bright outside and my tepdad was trying to sleep, but when she walked in, the curtain was stretched up over a shelf next to the window and a ray of light was shining from behind the curtain right onto another picture of my Uncle and only that picture. She woke up my stedad and told him about the cupboard and the curtain and he had excuses for both of them: The cupboard door fell off a few days ago too, and the cats must have crawled up on the window and pushed away the curtain. He might have had excuses for those but then later, my mom sat down in the living room to eat some yogurt and looked across the room to see he only picture of my Uncle that she had left on display was layed flat and the picture pressed up against it of my cousins (his children) was layed flat in front of it. The way the picture frame was made it obvious that the picture wouldn't of fallen that way so my mom accused my stepdad of pushing down the pictures and he said that he didn't do it. He said one of the cats must have jumped on the shelf and pushed them down. But there were too many pictures up there, the cats would have knocked them all down. He said that when people walk by the picture must have fell. So my mom being as enthusiastic as she is started jumping up and down. The picture of my Uncle didn't fall but another one did of her and my stepdad and broke, but that's beside the point. When my mom told me and Valerie about it we reminded her that yesterday was Friday the 13th and he died the day after. And then my Mom said "He died in his sleep, so he could have easily died on Friday the 13th, exactly 8 months ago." I don't know about you, but that whole situation was very weird. V to the anessa