It is Leighton's birthday today.

I <3 that little one year old boy.
He smiles at me. So cute.

Also, Lyrika made me "Awww" last night because when she saw my pull my phone out of my purse she said, "You gonna call Will?"

After I explained to her that I was not, in fact, calling Will... she said, "Oh, you calling Aye-son (Allison)?" Then I laughed a little and explained my ringer to her... even though she had no clue.

She's adorable and so talkative now. She's getting better. I can now translate 50% of what she says.

Oh, also, I think my hormones have leveled out a little. I do not feel like a crazy bitch nearly as much anymore. I haven't *really* cried in the past month. This is a good thing. I'd like to return to a normal level of emotionality for myself.

Justin's car got hit a few days ago while it was parked. A hit and run. It's going to cost him about $800 to fix it. He was quoted $100 less, so he's gonna try to get some of that knocked off. I was surprised that his insurance didn't help out with unfortunate things like that.

Maybe mine wouldn't either. I don't know.

My eyes are tired. I think I need some artificial energy.
So far no one has called me about seeing the fireworks, so I think my plans to clean my room are still in place.
And if I cannot finish it tonight, I have Friday to work too. 'Cause it's finally the weekend! Woo!

I have thirsty flowers. In the few days I've had them in my room, they've sucked up about a centimeter of water out of my martini glass. Woah.