had a final today. i don't really know how i did. maybe a B? it was all about freudian, adlerian, and jungian therapy. with their styles and theories being so similar and the way the questions were worded, i had a pretty difficult time with it. i thought that one would be the easiest final i'd have. i'm not that worried though, i've gotten A's on all the papers and previous tests so I can make a C and still have an A overall.

J had two finals. he thinks he did pretty well. i'm really proud of him. he's worked really hard this semester and hasn't let the course overload and outside stressors get to him. honestly, when he first signed up for 21 hours i didn't think he could hack it. he's never taken over 15 hours before and never really had to work hard to get A's in other classes before so i was a little skeptical. i know he's capable of it, it's just that he's never really put that much effort into school before until now. he made me mad today so i'm not talking to him right now but he still makes my innards all warm and fuzzy.

after finals, we went and picked up my goddaughter from daycare. when i walked in, one of the caretaker ladies had her up and ready to go. when she saw me, her little face lit up and she said my name! i didn't even know she knew my name. i almost cried. i don't think she understood me but i was like "you little fucker, i watched you come out of your mommy's hoohoo a year ago. you weren't as cute as you are now." she just stuck her finger in my nose and slobbered all over my face.
we took her to toys*r*us to get her some [belated] birthday presents and picked up some stuff for C. everytime we put something in the basket she'd clap her little hands and go "ta-ta!" she's so freakin' adorable. i got her some baby einstein stuff, that dancing elmo, and a new play pen [cause that thing she has now is a fuckin death trap and my goddaughter cannot be stylin' and profilin' in an old beat up pen]. i didn't really know what to get C. i didn't wanna buy more dora and strawberry shortcake crap but i ended up doing it anyway. ugh.

anyhoos, after the toy store, we took her to DQ for some ice cream. it was too cute. she tried to feed J but ended up just smearing it all over his face and she'd go "uh oh!" he's so great with babies and i think my uterus noticed cause it started talking to me. i ignored it for a while but then it was time to take little bits home.

yeah, i cried.

my maternal yearnings are refusing to be denied any longer. the uterus wants the little spermies and it wants 'em now. J wasn't hearing me though. i think he gets off on making me cry. for reals. after dropping off the kiddo, we came back home. there were two boxes at the door. one addressed to him and the other for me.

FROM MY MOMMY!

she's so awesome. she sent us care packages. i don't know or care about what was in J's cause i'm not talking to him right now, but for ME, she got me the chanel bag i've been DYING to get for weeks now. it's the denim tote from the new luxury line. yeppers. she stuffed it with all kinds of goodies. chocolate espresso beans, twizzlers, lemonheads, my pawpaw's strawberry preserves, fun shower stuff, perfume, and some cute thongs. i wuv her.

now, i'd usually be snuggled up with that assface and watching 24 but, again, i'm not talking to him. i'm gonna wear something really skimpy to bed and not let him touch it. BOB's gonna be gettin' some special attention tonight. yes sirree.

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