Retail therapy...

M and I aren't speaking again. We've been dealing with a really bad situation in the family for the last six months or so...and it's putting a lot of strain on our relationship. I'm sure we'll be fine but I just wish all this crap would go away. It's someone else's mistakes but it's us that have to clean it all up. I'm just so tired of it all.

Anyhoo...I took my bad mood to Dillard's today at lunch. I bought a gift box of Happy perfume...for me. Happy...that's how I want to feel. Maybe if I wear Happy...I will be happy. Well, I can dream. Can't I? Well, it's "Free Gift" time at the Clinique counter...so yeah!!! I got a little bag (to add to my "Free Gift" bag collection!) with a great lipstick, a sample of a perfume, some makeup remover, and some great lip gloss. I think I need quite a bit more retail therapy to make me feel better. Thank heavens the weekend is coming.

My neck is out whack. It hurts so bad. I need a good neck rub but I'm not speaking to M so I can't ask him to give me one. Geesh.

I'm going to hear Clyde Edgerton speak tonight. Even though all I really want to do is crawl into my bed, go to sleep and not wake up until that stuff with the family is over with...I am going to go. If I'm not at home, I won't be tempted to speak to M just because my neck is killing me and I'd really like a neck rub. I hear Mr. Edgerton is quite funny and I need someone to make me laugh. Because God knows I haven't really laughed (except when I'm reading some of yall's blogs) in so long...I'm not sure I remember how.

WILMA!!!!! I can't help but think of Fred Flintstone when I say that. I'm sure, though, that this hurricane is no cartoon. Christy...stay safe and let me know if yall leave.

Katya...please send me your email address again...and I'll send you my numbers. I would love to be able to see you when you come to town!