saturday night: pink tipped swords and tennis baseball and green j.crew sweats and christmas trees. popcorn and pickles and finding neverland and smooth leather cushions into which i sank, popped collars and gamecube golf with bad music and good competitions. red jeep and red hair. margaritas with lime and extra salt. patty and tj and me. and tommy and mike.
sunday: church and work and goodbye to mom.
monday: holiday. sleep in, skip breakfast at t's. crave syrup and real whipped cream all day long. blueberry pancakes oozing with butter. belgian chocolate. clinking forks and glasses and scraping chairs. green jellybeans and orange frozen yogurt. vaio notebook and $10 printer. $400 warranty and unexpected guests. corey and lauren and mr o and mrs o and greg's friend and greg's friend's mom. rye, the dean parkway sign was gone! sitting in elementary school parking lot, reflection. remember?
tuesday: work and doctor's and surprise voicemail. cranston's finest celebration for seniors from cranston in the top 5% of their high school. patty and jon and pat and rye and me. smiles, cameras, prom-speak. 6 scoops of pistachio ice cream (jon's- not mine!!) and having to pee (me, not jon!!). harry potter (yeah, so what? wanna fight?) scary basement, scary movie. saw. snuggling next to jon. blood pounding in my ears with fear. anxiety to leave. home at 11, skipped the end. pat's house was nice, thank you, dear! fat cat. jon's room. regarding the godfather of the key - "don't be a jerk." hmmmmm i know who says that...
tomorrow: work and yearbook and nap and shopping for a shirt and bay queen.
remind me to tell you about my experience with the human toaster, aka "tanning."