HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my godfather, RUDY!
Wishing you a wonderful 80th birthday! Thank you for blessing my life with your presence!

The past couple of days I've just been staying home with sicky-bear and spending my last days here in Northern Cal with family. Ashlyn's still coughing a lot and her nose runs like a faucet. The last two nights have been pretty tough on the both of us. She has been getting up a couple of times through the night, crying...something she hasn't done since turning a month old. Last night she coughed so hard she threw up, and that was really scary. I had to change her out of her soiled pjs and rocked her for an hour before she finally fell back to sleep. I scheduled another doctor's visit for later this week, but hopefully she'll be better by then.

I'm still kicking myself in the pants for missing part of Ivy and Oli's wedding. I'm convinced that someone slipped 'roofies' into my drink on Saturday night, because there's a chunk of the evening that, for the life of me, I can't remember a goddamn thing! In all the years of partying and heavy drinking, that's NEVER happened!...unfortunately. =T Normally, I wake up the next morning remembering every humiliating detail, but this time...nada...nothing! That's really bad. The last thing I remember, before waking up next to Bett, was sitting at the head table and telling Cin (Miss Atkin's-Diet girl) to eat her dinner roll so she wouldn't get too faded too quickly. At that time, I was feeling just fine...then *BAM!*...I was out! So now I've been getting updates from friends and my cousins about that evening. Apparently I had full on conversations with people that I didn't remember even talking to. I don't remember watching the slideshow, or being there for bouquet/garter toss, or eating cotton-candy. Freak! I have, however, discovered a bunch of bruises on my body...tell-tale signs of falling down or bumping into things. *shake-head* FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST, CAN I DIE NOW?!!! *UGH!* Funny thing is, my cousin told me that when I was around my parents, I was poised and coherent. Wow, in my drunken stupor, I still managed to "behave" around mom and pops. Good to know. =P

Josh HOT-nett! Oh Yeah, Baby!

Being avid Josh Hartnett fans, tonight Wil, Bett, Cin, and I went to see "Black Hawk Down". It's my last Girl's Nite before I head back home. Ivy couldn't join us since she and Oli left for their DisneyWorld honeymoon last night....but she's not much of a JH fan anyways.
I grabbed Happi House take-out before heading up to Redwood City. They have the best chicken salad!...besides, we didn't feel like spending five bucks on a shriveled up hot dog at the theaters. The weather wasn't too cold tonight, so we ate by the water-fountain outside the theater before going in. Gosh, it's been ages since I've seen a movie in the theaters! I think the last movie I saw in the theater, before Ashlyn was born, was "Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back!" "Black Hawk Down" was pretty good, and that's coming from someone who's not big on war movies. It's sad and disturbing to think that this movie was based on actual events.
I had a great time with everyone tonight (as usual), and cried driving back...thinking about how difficult it is to be so far away from my friends and family again, and how much I'll miss them. It sucks to be torn between two places. *sigh* I wonder if it'll ever get easier? For now, it's not.
At least I have Aric, and I can't wait to be with him again...a month is a bit too long to be apart.

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