Title of the Piece: hello there!

Painted at 1:40 p.m. on 2009-04-20

Boyfriend and I went to South Carolina last week for a quick vacation/family visit. It was quite lovely. We always just to hang out, have drinks and sleep in-- no pressure to get out and about and do a million and one things. We did spend easter with his family. I got eaten alive by sand gnats. His grandma told me she loved me. At the end of the day I realized that I forgot to snip the pricetag off of my dress. It was tucked on the inside, but still, doy. We got to see an old friend, A. He and I used to bicker a lot when he lived in Chicago. I've mentioned him before... always down, wants everyone to feel sorry for him, etc. Well, he's doing awesome and we had a good time together. He's super happy and has finally decided to enjoy life. Excellent for him.

I've been having really weird dreams for the past week or so. This happens to me- a lot. I've always been a good dreamer, but sometimes my brain goes into overtime and really starts dreaming. I had one really upsetting one the other night that I cheated on BF and couldn't decide whether or not to tell him. I decided not to, but then realized we weren't dating. I woke up super upset at myself and it took a couple of hours for me to calm down and realize that it was only a dream. Crazy. (everything made way more sense in the dream)

oh! I've been working out! Twice a week I'm going on walks over lunch with a girlfriend. We usually get in at least 2.5 miles and then 2 days a week I'm running after work. I'm only doing 1-1.5 mile runs, but it feels good. I don't want to over-do it and get sick of working out, so I'm taking it easy and enjoying it. AND! when I was in SC I snuck onto a scale. I didn't want to b/c it was like midnight and they say to never weight youself at night, right? I cheated and did and apparently I've lost 5lbs. Holla! (I'd like to lose 10-15 total...you know, just to fit back into my pants comfortably)

oh oh and I chopped of my hair. Like it was past my shoulders and now it's Mia Farrow Rosemary's Baby short. I love this cut. Absolutely love it. I know that my sister hates it b/c she hates short hair (she may have made me cry about it), but I love and everyone else does, too. People I barely talk to at work are complimenting me. I didn't cut it like this a year ago b/c sister talked me out of it, so this time I just didn't tell her. It's all fun and 60s cute and it looks great with my vintage London Fog coat. It's a new DeJour, ya'll.

I guess this is all that's been going on... I'm going to try and get better about updating. I kind of miss it. Oh and can I say how much I think I've grown up over the past few years. I read some of my old entries not long ago and wow. I mean they mostly crack me up, but wow. I have no regrets, but I'm really glad that I'm where I am at this point in my life. I'm glad that I have a nice little home, a great boyfriend and a good group of friends.

Starts with a Brush then comes a stroke.

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