they were holding hands.
weird. but oddly enough, it seems right.
this has nothing to do with real life, i was just thinking about it.
funny.
tonight i'm relaxing. earlier mom, dad, and i went to the christmas parade. i couldn't help but grin.
i'm trying to get "into the season". it's harder than i'd expected, if there's such thing as "getting into the spirit of christmas." i miss debbie. she always had a way of making me feel warm and welcome. when i think of the things i want to feel this season i think of her. we lived together during the summer, but in memory it seems a winter. we were always bundled up with our pajamas on. sitting in the livingroom with a lamp on and a good chick flic playing. something about debbie calls to me. i feel like she's home. something about her. i feel like she's my mother of the heart. that sounds SO lame, i know. but i really feel that way. we just work together.
=)
