July 16th, 2002 - 7.31 pm
So, of course, after I freak out about my father, he comes down here, takes me out to sushi and we have a good talk about our disagreement, and I feel a WORLD better. He's making me crab for my birthday dinner, which we're celebrating a couple of days early with my family, and a couple of days late with my friends. My actual birthday is July 23rd, (making me on the cusp of Leo and Cancer), but I'm celebrating with my family on the 19th, because my mom and sister are going to be in Canada for my birthday, and myroomie, her sister and I are throwing a party the 26th for all of our birthdays.
Whoa. That turned longer than I ment it to. The moral of the story is I feel SO MUCH better since I made up with my dad.
Lately I've been very domestic. I was wearing an apron, and a skirt (it was laundry day!) and hanging my wash on the clothes line and I giggled because whoa. I was very "Little House on the Prarie" Bare-footed, cats weaving around my ankles. It's fun playing house for a day or two, but I couldn't do it all the time. Oy.
