I'm the lone dork.

I went to visit an old friend at lunch today. We used to be really close but our lives have taken different turns and I seldom see her anymore...even though she lives right around the corner from me. She's got stuff in her life and I've got stuff in mine. Different stuff. There wasn't any problems...just life has taken us in different directions. Things change. I miss the closeness of our friendship. It was nice to see her and to see that our friendship is still there...even though it needs to be rekindled. I don't know even how to express what I'm feeling so I'll let it go for now. I've been thinking about friendships lately. Over the past few years, my friendships have seemed to change. I've moved away from some friends...intentionally and unintentionally. But I've rekindled some friendships of the past...and I'm so grateful for that. Really, it seems that my current friendships consist of co-workers and the mothers of A's friends. They are really good people. It's interesting the flow of people in and out of our lives. Okay...enough of that...since I'm not sure where I'm going with it.

Has anyone smelled Amazing Grace from Philosophy? I think I'm going to stick with my tried and true Avon for skincare. Why mess with success? But I'm always in the market for some pretty smelling stuff. But I hate to spend a lot of money on something I'm not going to like. Is it rude to ask for some samples? My Avon rep will give me samples. Is it rude to ask a high faluting cosmetic company to do the same? You know...because I don't want to be rude or chintzy. Oh, and by the way...I'm thinking that whoever thought up the whole Philosophy concept is a marketing genius. A genius, I tell you.

Did yall see Tuckerville on TLC Saturday night? Okay...I'm the only one. Probably the only one that liked it, too. I'm such a dork. But if one person says that they watched it and admits that they actually liked it...I wouldn't be a dork...at least not the lone dork.

I watched What Not To Wear Friday night...which is probably what fueled my insatiable desire to own more cashmere. TV is not a good thing.

I'm looking at planning a trip to New York City for J and S and me for our 40th birthday. We've got four years. I don't even know if S has told J yet. By the way, J...we're going to New York in four years. During baseball season. Hopefully, the Yankees will be playing the Astros...and well...oh, never mind. Did I tell yall I love the Astros? Well, I do. WhooHoooooo! I'm going to be doing some research so we can start saving. (J...betcha didn't know I was a baseball fan. I went to a Mariner's game in Seattle a couple of years ago...and it was the best fun I've ever had with my clothes on!)

Shoot...I can't remember all what I was going write about.

I placed my Avon order this morning by email...and just found out that my rep didn't get it and I didn't save it. Bummer.

Can I go home?

C has to work tonight so we don't get to go to Johnny Carino's. I know A is going wreck my head about going to Cracker Barrel...since "we can't go to Johnny Carino's without C." I'm still full from lunch. I don't even want to think about it.

Did I tell yall that I am majoring in English Education? Today, anyway.

What the heck was I going to write about? Guess I'll write again when I think about it.