Tell me why the first to ask is the last to give every time? What you say and do not mean follows you close behind.

Okay. Again, I don't really have time to be posting because I've procrastinated and done a million other unnecessary things when I should have been getting ready for work. Today is day one of the two 12-hour shifts I'm going to suffer through, but, on a lighter note, my state tax return went to my mother's and will be arriving avec my sister sometime this afternoon. What shall I do with all that money?? :) We went to Fitness Fusion this morning, of course, and I believe we're going to go to whatever class is being offered tomorrow morning at 7:30; I have no idea what it is or how I'll feel about getting up at 7:30 on a Saturday, but I'll let ya'll know. I might be heading to Potsdam this evening, though I haven't decided on that yet either. Lately, I feel like I'm being pulled in a million directions. Between the two jobs, this fitness challange, and trying to spend time with everyone I love, I feel as though I never have a moment to take a step back and just breathe. I'm not suffocating, I'm just... short of breath, I guess you could say. But I love the people in my life and I would never want to neglect any of them, so I'm working through it.

I'm considering buying myself a new camera with a bit of my tax return money; I had a digital one years ago when they first came out, but it broke a couple of years later and I never replaced it. I think that if I had one, though, I would take a lot of pictures; especially with the boys being at such great ages. Gav had his first t-ball game last night, and I guess pictures are being taken tomorrow. He wanted #4, but they didn't have it, so he got #3 instead which he was not too happy about. I told Jess that I would've told them to take their #3 and shove it, but I guess that's why I'm not a mother. THANK GOD.

Anyway, I'm going to be at work until 9 tonight with Sam and we'll probably force Julia to run errands for us and bring us coffee. I secretly think she enjoys it, but she'll tell you differently. Tomorrow is the exact same day as today, including shifts, except that after work I think Sam and I are going to crash Bettina's wedding celebration at Coach's. They're either getting a band or a DJ and I've got three free drink tokens burning a hole in my pocket. Sounds like the perfect ending to a very long, stressful week.

But hey. At least I've got diamonds on the inside, right, Mr. Harper?