One more reason for me to move more than a few hours away...No more hysterical calls from my mother or sister at 4:30 a.m. Yes, there was another incident with the fam this past weekend. At least they are choosing to do the breakdowns over the weekend when I can try to catch up on my sleep later in the day. It was the same old crap, just getting rehashed. My father attempting to supply the usual excuses for his cheating by saying he is trying to "find himself". He's 52 freaking years old! How much finding of oneself is needed at 52?! My mom did her usual begging of my dad to come home. Makes me sad to see her like that. I think that is what I hate about this the most. What this whole thing is doing to my sister and my mom. I HATE my dad for that. I almost told him to get the hell out of my life for good on Sunday. Just couldn't bring myself to do it because something in the back of my head keeps telling me he still is my father. Sigh. Is it any wonder I am as commitment phobic as I am?! Once upon a time I was not like this. There was a period in my life when I bought into the whole idea of fairy tale ending. Now I know it for what it is, a load of crap. There is no Prince Charming (just a bunch of frogs). There is no castle. Nope doesn't exist.

On a more happy note, found out Erin is having a boy. They decided to name him Adison Blair. Has a nice ring to it if you ask me. Then again, I could be biased. I'm so excited for her! I can't wait until September when she is due. Bob's sister is due close to my birthday. How cool would that be?! Of course, only the really great people of the world can claim to be November Sag's. We rock.

Better go. Busy local sports night. Oh, one last thing. Go see Spiderman. Even though I didn't read the comic books, I loved the movie. Can't wait for the sequel.

Sweet dreams my sweeties.