September 16, 2011

Lincoln Road movie theater.


September 12, 2011

Finally. After 2 years, 5 months and 3 days, it’s finally over and I can move on with my life. I can *finally* quit cringing when my husband brings up the mail or when the phone rings and its an unfamiliar 919 number. Finally I can stop being reminded that my mother is dead by bureaucratic nonsense. I can move on.


Sepptember 10, 2011

And where is Nembu while I’m running around getting dressed for dinner? Pointedly not looking at me while lying completely in my sleeping space. And breathing loudly (though not quite doing his forceful fake sleeping breathing).

What? You didn’t know he was a people? He begs to differ.