HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME
November 3rd


Mood: Anxious. Stupid elections.
Watching: CNN. Anderson Cooper is yummy.

Apparently my plan of watching the elections until the end was futile. I'm growing more and more tired by the minute. I did go and vote today. Yaaay.

Now, give me a Kerry victory and I'll never want another birthday present again. Heh. Okay so I lie - I'll always want presents.

Halloween was good. Rob was a very *cough* attractive woman, with his long flowing blonde hair and his cute fuzzy face. Pictures were taken so when we get them developed I'm sure I'll have to throw a couple of 'em up.

Here is a cute picture of the Devil Gavyn.


Birthday Schmirthday
I can't believe that I'll be 26 years old tomorrow. Sometimes I feel like I am still a little girl in a lot of ways. Other times I feel like I'm already a parent - and I've been feeling that way for years. I'm 26 going on 45 going on 13. It's as confusing as it sounds, but never a dull moment.

Now that Rob and I are going to be parents, I've been spending alot of time looking at old photographs. His grandma sent an album of pictures of him on Sunday and I've been oggling it ever since. It's impossible to tell what the baby is going to look like or who she is going to resemble, but it is still fun to dream about.

Bleh. I'm going to wakeup tomorrow morning to another 4 years of Bushdom. Florida should have blown away with all of those hurricanes. Then maybe we wouldn't be having this problem. Heh. Joke right?

Anyway- I'm going to bed for the last time as a 25 year old.