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So the hubs is trying to convince me to trade in my car. My office is moving downtown and he would like something better for me to drive in the winter time. I love "Isabella" (my car) but he has a point. He has picked a certain type out which happens to be what my BF has. Now I am thinking we would look like geeky friends with the same vehicle even sadder if it ended up being the same color. For pete's sake tattoo the big L for loser on my forhead and get it over with.

Today was an off day. I seem to not be in such a great mood and a bit disheveled. I don't know what it is. I want to feel light hearted and fun but feel like an old sack of rocks. I think sometimes you tend to pick up the atmosphere of what book you are reading. I happen to be emersed in a few historical ones lately. Very sad, very horrific. I need to get back to some fiction, some lite reading. This is taking a toll on me.

Also my dreams have been increasingly odd lately. So much so I bought a notebook to jot down them. I mean I was speaking "Dog" the other night in my dream but it wasn't even to MINE! Last night I drempt I was at work frantically trying to catch up and I realized I wasn't supposed to be there. T says he doesn't remember his. I think it would be interesting to have a dream therapist.

Dinner tonight tuned out pretty good. I made roasted potatoes & carrots and chicken. I tried to make it a nice romantic dinner but T was engrossed in Dirty Harry so we dined by car chase. One of the sad facts of being a DINK family, no real reason to dine away from the TV.

So much for zingy zappy conversation!!!!