11-04-03 - 10:28
I am a spoiled BRAT
God gives me what I want and I say, "Okay, hmmm, yeah...I'll think about it."
I am a ungrateful brat.
Today I am just glad to be spending the morning with my daughter. And time on the computer. In a minute I'll leave to go get my flu shot.
In two weeks we have a saturday night date. Abby has a baby sitter. I can't believe we're actually going to do it!
It will be the third date since she was born. Eight months ago.
No wonder we never have sex anymore. Dates equal sex, and there haven't been any dates to speak of.
But sex is different when you're married.
Even with the same person- it gets different.
Like doing it in a BED instead of a car. Or bathroom. Or some other place of convenience.
Gold Beach did look like the end of the world this weekend. People pay big money for that look.
Like Prada. I have never even seen Prada.
I wonder-
If I saw Prada in a store, would I be drawn to it, as though it had some power over me? Is the price put on the product because it is good, or because Jennifer Lopez buys it?
She bought a $12,000 dress. That's how much my car cost me.
Bitch.
I think I'm done for now. Abby keeps bonking her head. I am more into actual diary entries now. Who knew?
