Tomorrow will be the fourth of July. Yes, I realize there will be fireworks and what not over here in the States as people go all crazy about America's Independence.

Whatever. I know it's just an excuse to go out in the back yard and light things on fire.

However, it's also the anniversary of the first time my husband ever told me he loved me. Oddly enough, that means more to me than my wedding anniversary (not that I don't like being reminded of the day I married [livejournal.com profile] cptn_oblivious).

It's been a rough week for me, which is really nothing new for this last few months. I should be getting used to it by now. But the hardest part of it all will be Monday night, when I can hear the fireworks going off and my husband won't be here to tell me he loves me like he did that first time and every fourth since.

[livejournal.com profile] rewil will be coming down to visit late this coming week. We're going to drive to OKC and see if we can get stuff signed by Bruce Campbell. I'm not sure where she'll sleep as the guest bedroom smells of cat pee and is the dog's room and the rest of the house is full of boxes.

Yes, I've been living here since the 13th and I haven't unpacked a single box. Look at me, do I look like I care? No.

Have been reading Lydia's Love Potion by Odd Doll, a Snape/OC fic. It's very good. She seems to be updating about once a month or so. I would definitely recommend it.
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