Monday morning...well it's my Monday anyway

189.9...... at least it's not 190. Two posts in one week?! I know right? I'm horrible at this... trying to get better though. It's so much easier to stay on track when I'm posting and thinking of you girls. :D And that's after turkey dinner, and big breakfast and lunch the next day.


I am feeling so much better. I went to Billy's and climbed into his bed while he was in the shower. Cried a little, thought I got it out of my system, but then when I pulled him in for a snuggle I just couldn't stop the tears from coming. He was super sweet about it though. He just rubbed my back and told me to be happy because we're going to have a great weekend. :) That normally would just piss me off but I felt better afterwards. Hmm. Curious.


So we drove out to Moose Lake and it was delightful. We played crib and slept on the floor and snuggled whilst sleeping on the floor (I still have yet to aquire an air pump for my air mattress). Had thanksgiving dinner... I tried to eat just enough that nobody would be suspicious. Monday morning we had pancakes and bacon... I didn't do that well here, but I ate consciously and that seems to help. Billy and I went to the park a couple of times. We played with my little cousin. Billy loves him, it's adorable. I should have taken video of them playing. Drove home last night and I was super excited because my period was seemingly over... We watched an episode of Fringe and snuggle and snacked... should not have snacked. oh well.... but of course we have sex and it's like I still have my period, just really really light. Thank god that doesn't gross him out.. or maybe it does. He just got into the shower all nonchalant. Didn't even turn on the light in the bathroom lol. I knew I should have waited a couple more days... but not having sex for like 2 weeks (or more) is really hard... lol.

A kinda weird thing happened while we were laying on my aunt and uncles floor. He always bugs me about farting. Not because I do it, but because I won't do it in front of him. He was telling me he was going to dutch oven me and I told him if he ever did that I would get him back so badly. He said, "I'm going to say I love you and you'll fart in return? That will be the next step in our relationship. That's true love". I froze and plastered on a smile. Love? I'm freaking out about it. Pretty sure his feelings for me very much echo my feelings for him. So he must also be feeling slightly (not really that much) panicky about it.He had his hand on my leg the whole way home and sang in my car, so he's definitely comfortable around me. <3

This morning I woke up in my apartment. Alone, which isn't really new. I'm pretty sure Billy wanted to sleep over last night, he was really adamant that he wished he didn't live alone with his mom. She's still recovering from her hysterectomy, so he has to be home in the morning to let the big dog out for her, and at night to bring her in. Ah well. We'll live. But I had this strange feeling, like a bit of lingering "oh my god. I'm really on my own" from when I broke up with Greg. I need to purge him from my brain. He still comes up in conversation every once in a while, sometimes more than I'd like. I just want to be done with him. I wish we could just be civil and friendly toward each other... but that probably won't happen. :(

Anywho, I hope all you Canadians had a good Thanksgiving and everyone else had a great weekend! I feel much better after spending the weekend with my sweet heart. And now it's Tuesday and I only have 4 days of school this week! Woop woop.

DON'T FORGET TO COMMENT... I'M GOING TO PICK 4 PEOPLE ON SUNDAY TO MAIL THOSE NOTEBOOKS TO.  :D I think I might just pick from all the comments this week, since apparently I'm posting more often lol.