I went for a little walk today and when I came home I was absolutely exhausted. It was rather pathetic actually. As I was walking into Rite-Aid, this guy walks behind me and around to my front and looks me in the face and he's like "damn girl." =/ My people here are honest and have no shame. No shame eh Britt V. I was looking at Ella earlier and she was reminding me so much of my auntie. She kind of looked like her with her hair parted to the side. It made me rather sad. I just know my auntie would have loved to see this little chubs. She would have flown down here, maybe even move here if her condition allowed her to. She would have spoiled her only grand daughter with fancy toys and pretty clothes. Sadly, Ella will never get the chance to know her grandma and how amazing she was. All she'll have are our stories. Almost 5 years and it still hurts like hell. . .