feeling the dust

how do you reach the point where you are having conversations through the bathroom door? where did you cross the threshold from not ever acknowledging that you or your partner had need of a bathroom to actually yelling from the toilet?

i have started planning the shower for my future sister-in-law. i have run into the expected roadblocks, well roadblock. my mother. i knew this would happen, but i thought that this time it would be different, but no, she just won't acknowledge that i am fully capable of planning a party and have done so on numerous occasions.

i thought we were going to watch "grey's anatomy", but we are waiting to hear jason's name on the michigan radio pledge drive.

i couldn't make it through revolutionary road, it was getting a little too close for comfort in some spots.

we only have nine days until toronto. i am looking forward to it.

i don't want to listen to marketplace tonight, it is too depressing.