My Crochet Spot

Second breakfast, nostalgia, weekends

So this morning I was able to remember why I LOVE cookie crisp so much, as I poured myself a bowl of KooKies (the Hannaford version, which is really pretty good), plopped in front of Caillou with Jake and ate. YUUUUMMMMMOOOO!!! That was at 7 this morning. 9:30 my tummy wakes up and starts wondering just where the hell second breakfast got to. Not that I'm used to my tummy gurgling that early, but that's ok, I was smart and brought strawberries from home. I had a REALLY big one too...









and it was good! And that along with 4 little friends was second breakfast. It's 12 and I'm eating lunch (that'd be an hour early if your counting) and since it's not 1 yet and amc is not on yet, i'm eating at my desk. Well, ate at my desk, LOVE me some mac n cheese! I swear this kid is going to be born a bowl of the stuff! Anyway, hopefully i wont need anything else this afternoon, since I ate the last of the Milano cookies yesterday. Whoops!

Yesterday I was poking around on myspace and found my first love. It is so funny that my memory from before 10 is horrible at best but I can remember SOOO may occasions spent with him. Even funnier because he lives in NY and I only saw him summers when I visited my Dad. From 6 until about 17 I saw him almost every year, and always felt like he was it. The one. boyfriends, sure. Fiancee's, yeah whatever. He was it, even if I didnt know how that was gonna happen. I remember sitting in his fathers tool shed talking with him and thumbing through the Penneys cataloug looking at wedding dresses. I think we were 10. I know, stupid girl stuff, and thats true. I'm sure this silly stupid grin on my face has led my boss to think i'm drinking on the job, but i'm giddy. We sent a few emails back and fourth last night, and apparently he had been looking for me too. Even went by my dads house, but no one was home. Oddly enough I did the same thing - went to his dad's place a few times. Actually talked with his dad once. He's married now with 2 kids. The gal he's married to is the same gal he was with the last time I saw him. Ironic I think, but I guess not that strange. Looks like our 'it' aint gonna happen. Thats ok though, I think the memory is better than real life could ever be.

This weekend - all 4 days of it - I will be doing nothing. Last night was raining so I couldn't take Jake to Superman, I'll try again tonight. I hear it's pretty good which is nice. I'd hate to sit through a crappy movie, even if it is for my kid. Sunday, no plans, just Church. Monday, Jake has Summer camp if we take him, but Travis and I are both off. Not sure what we're gonna do yet. Tuesday Travis has to work but we are doing Stacy's birthday and BBQ i guess. I really need to figure out what to get her for her birthday. Tomorrow. Well, it's almost amc time. Have a great holiday.

posted by Brandee Fondren @ 12:16 PM