And we all know how dangerous that can be.
I'm thinking of Aimee today. Not unusual, and today's thoughts are for no particular reason, just thinking of her. Actually not true. Some stuff on Facebook reminded me of her. That's all. So here's the thing. I still have moments, and you're going to think I'm crackers, where I think I should be able to shoot her an email, or pick up the phone and call her. There is still a small part in my brain that just simple re-fucking-fuses to believe/accept/process that she's really gone. And that sucks. Every time I have the realization all over again.
I'm thinking of cake truffles today. That's nothing new, I think of cake truffles every day. This week I'm doing fun fall/Thanksgiving ones, and they are going to be deelish and bee-u-teeful.
I'm thinking of my office. Unfortunately, it's gone the way of TRASHED again, and now requires another great paper movement.
I'm thinking that PBS's show "The Cat In The Hat", starring Martin Short as the cat, may have my new least-favorite songs E.V.E.R. "The thingamajigger is on its WAAAAY, go! go! go! go! on an adventure..." Wrist-slit-inducing, that one is...
I'm thinking I have the cutest kids ever. I have pics to prove it.
I'm thinking it's time to get Sam to school and get my but in gear around here today. And I'm thinking that this was a rather random, pointless blog entry. And I'm thinking that's OK. And I'm thinking I should stop typing now.