tomorrow my sched says 8pm-5am. i am assuming this is incorrect. there's no one else sched. in the garden center at those times and i cannot imagine being out there all alone all night. i'm sure my mgr was mistaken. i think he got the am & pm mixed up. i hope.
greggypoo is east of st. louis, just in case anyone needed an update on his travels. my sugar britches is truckin it and determined to get to where he's going. sunday afternoon when i get off work i am going to lexington to see him and take off his clothes and luv on him. also i need to check out this lexington place, as i am going to end up moving there... i absolutely cannot wait to hold his hand and feel his sweet kisses and be scooped up in his big ol hugz. i know his trip's been so long and tiring. it has a csny song streaming in my head which i cannot get out..
"You who are on the road
Must have a code that you can live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a good bye.
Teach your children well,
Their father's hell did slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picks, the one you'll know by.
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.
And you, of tender years,
Can't know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die.
Teach your parents well,
Their children's hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picks, the one you'll know by.
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you."
i'm sure he's got so much going on in his mind with all of those roads he's been going down alone. i love him so much. i wonder what's on his mind.
in other news:
i havent had my stupid antidepressent in two days and it's been messin with my head bad. i feel weird. got it tonite, but it's been affecting my brain. i havent been diggin it.
being as smally pregnant as i am, i am sure chunkin up. greg's baby likes food as much as he does. especially milkshakes. i ate two hard boiled eggs last nite and saltines with cheddar cheese on them. my food intake has gotten crazy. but, i am not showin from baby inside. it's all junk in the tummy & trunk. niiiice. i hadnt had a milkshake in years. in the past week or two i've had 3. frick!
my granny noticed my tubbiness and asked if i was preggers and i said yes and i have been catchin hell for it all effin day. i've been called stupid, an idiot, and dumb. dumb was the last insult & in my frustration and haste i screamed back "youre dumb!" feel guilty as hell for that one. but SHIT how mean can an old woman be? pretty fuckin mean, folks. still i need to apologize. but she was telling me how she cannot believe i 'got in trouble' and was asking me when i am getting married. ugh. i dont know, man. i don't know. i'm stressin it.
this isnt even everything. i dont know. i need to go to bed. i love my daughter, boyfriend, baby, and whoever may have made it through this whole blog. also, if i have to spit through this whole pregnancy i will cry, cry cry.
