let’s hear it for america’s sweethearts

oh make me over, i’m all i wanna be, a walking study in demonology

Rollie came and picked me up last nite. we did talk. ok, it was more of me talking to him telling him that if he was willing to work on it so was i. he said he wanted to fix it. so, i told him that i wanted us to go to counseling, i said we’ve only been married for a year and a half and i wasn’t ready to just give up. so the plan is that we’re going to start dating again and go talk to someone.

i really hope this works.

we’re also getting rid of one of the dogs. she doesn’t really like him, she’s more of my baby. it makes me sad to get rid of her, but i know where she’s going and she’ll have 3 acres to run. i think she’ll be happier there. plus they have 2 other pit/boxer mixes. everytime she looked at me last nite it about broke my heart. i know that she’ll be back to visit and stuff, but i love that damn naughty dog. both dogs were happy to see me. and the cat came flying up the stairs when she heard my voice. oh my babies.

the kids weren’t there, that’s a good thing. they don’t need to be around for all this. they know i’m gone and Damien asked if we were getting a divorce and Rollie told him no. they miss me. i miss my little demon spawn.

Rollie says i don’t look like i’m eating enough. lol, no shit. my uncle the perpetual bachelor doesn’t have real food in his house. so, no i haven’t been eating much, but it’s ok. i’m surely not going to starve.

i signed up for a CNA class. i have my first seminar next week. i think there are like 3 seminars before classes start. kinda makes me happy to think that i’m going to do something else with my life than hotels and kids. 🙂

i’m going to be 32 in just over a month, that thought scares the shit out of me.

oh, i have a “date” tomorrow nite with a friend of mine. Rollie calls him Mr. Krinkle. yeah, so he’s like 45, whatever. but Mr. K and i dated briefly before Rollie and i got together. he’s a really awesome guy, it just didn’t work out. but he’s been very supportive in the last couple of weeks and thinks i need to get out of the house more. we’re just going to hang out and he’s going to cook me dinner. i forget what it’s like to have a man cook me dinner.