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Thursday, December 01, 2005

It's not over

After 5 months of not saying a thing to each other yesterday Jenny came over. It's all Kevin's fault. He kept in touch with her. So when our wedding photos came in and the photo that I picked out to give her months and months ago came, he IMed her and told her that we had it. She told him that she would be over in an hour. I made some hot tea and waited.

We talked about what had happened in each other's lives since we'd spoken....but we avoided talking about the fight. We went to Cold Stone, still ignoring the elephant in the shop with us. I don't know if we'll ever talk about it, so I think I'll just throw a blanket around our elephant and offer it some peanuts.

Thanksgiving recap

God what an exciting Thanksgiving it was. The hubby and I rolled out of here at 8:00pm on Wednesday night headed to the In-Law's in Las Vegas. The trip there was a long and boring 11 hour drive, in which my husband did not pull over and check us into a hotel but drove all night. We got there at 7am...where I promptly fell asleep in the guest room and woke up at noon.

It was a weekend filled with early nights and bingo....lots of bingo. Oh and knitting. I made 2 scarves and finished a poncho.

The highlight was leaving. The ride home took much longer because we were hauling the trailer that my inlaws gave us. Now if you ever have driven from Cali to Las Vegas or vise/versa you will know that there is a 3 hour stretch where you must drive through the nothingness of the Mojave desert. Now, you would think that you would go to the bathroom before this stretch to avoid any "problems," which I hour into the mind numbing desert drive I started getting some gas, with cramps. Not a problem, it'll go away right? Wrong! Yes, at 2 in the morning that was me in the middle of the Mojave, on the side of the highway, behind a very badly wrapped trailer, crapping in a trashbag held by my husband. So yes, I have left my DNA in the Mojave.

My husband was very proud.