Saturday, November 30, 2002

Well, tomorrow is Sunday - which means it's one more day closer to going back to work after the four day weekend that I have been longing for all during the fall season. After this, it's only three weeks until we fly home and I go back to Maine to see the family. How fun that will be. I opted to stay with one of my brothers. Much to my mothers disdain. She gave me the " Well, you know that you are always welcome here with me and Dave." For those of you who don't know, Dave is my mother's new husband. See, she married him after just one year from the divorce of my father. They started living together about a month or two after my dad filed for divorce. I really hope that I don't end up one of those people that cannot be alone. But, I guess after being a housewife through 37 years of marriage, it would be weird to htink about what one would do on their own after their husbands had left them.

But back to Sunday. Sunday holds a bitter and a dear part of my heart. I hate Sundays because it's your last day of freedom before going back to work. I love Sunday's because Alias is on then and I LOVE that show. So, right now, it's almost midnight and I have a little over 24 hours of freedom and 20 hours until Alias is on the television. I'm obsessed with Alias. Every show is a great show and every show leaves you yearning for next weeks show to happen.

I'm just testing out this new blog thing. More tomorrow (or sometime soon).