I just thought I'd update quickly because I have been really bad about writing this week. This was my hell week, but it is over now and spring break awaits. I'm sitting here waiting for Sean to pull up, saying a silent prayer in my head that he'll even find the place, sitting in front of my window and enjoying the cool breeze that is rushing in. It's sick, but I think since I've lived in Wisconsin for the past few years, suddenly it's a gorgeous day when it's 35 degrees, and we throw open our windows and rejoice.

In a few short hours I'll be home with my family...I can't wait. Although I've complained that I am not going anywhere for break, I think I'll be happiest catching up with my family who I haven't seen in a while. I am reminded though of the infamous spring break my sophomore year in high school...I had complained to my mother that EVERYONE was going somewhere for spring break. That Friday afternoon, when I got home from school and was looking forward to my freedom for the next week I saw something posted on the wall. It was a calendar of the next week, hand-made mind you, entitled "Mary and Mom's Family Fun Week!". You think I'm kidding, but I am not. Every day there was an activity planned for my mother and I to do together. So...we went on the first planned family excursion...if memory serves I believe it was to go bowling. Well for those of you that did not have the pleasure of knowing me sophomore year I was not the typical ray of sunshine I am now. I was extremely unhappy and as a teenager who hated where I was in life I chose to take all my frustrations out on my mother. So, we go bowling, my mother and I...alone...at a time in my life when I am most embarrased to be seen with her anywhere, let alone a bowling alley. Well I am nothing but mean and cruel to her the entire time and the day ends horribly. When I woke up the next morning and walked into the kitchen to get some cereal my eye quickly caught the calendar. There was a large red letter X marked through the entire thing with the word cancelled written across it. It's funny now to think about...but back then I had really hurt her feelings and I ended up going and apologizing to her and then we ended up going to our scheduled activity that day (which happened to be a movie of my choice: Man in the Iron Mask, I was still obsessed with Leonardo). Anyway, let's just hope that nothing like that transpires this week, which I don't think it will because I'm not a snotty little bitch anymore, or so I'd like to think.

I will most definitely be posting entries more regularly, since I will have little or nothing to do. You can probably expect another tonight, since I haven't really said anything of real substance in this one. I'm off, Sean will be here in a few.

-Mary