I saw something yesterday that I never in a million years thought I would witness. The death of my parents marriage. Yep, folks I think it's officially over. Got a call around 8:30 last night from my sis that my dad had left sometime in the afternoon supposedly to go get his paycheck and called later to say that it wasn't working out and he wasn't coming back. Soooo, I spent most of the night with my mom trying to calm her down and look for my dad, got about 2 hours of sleep. This time though, I really do think it's over. I could tell in the tone of my dad's voice and the way he was talking to us. My sis is upset beyond all belief, saying she's not going to go to college, her life is over, yada, yada, yada. My mom, well, you can imagine how she's dealing with this whole thing. She gave almost 30 years of her life, that she will never get back, to my dad and this is what happens?! He came over this morning to talk to all 3 of us and when we had our little talk, he told me that he has "changed" (whatever the hell that means) and it is nothing that any of us did. Sigh, I always imagined that my parents had the ideal marriage and that they would stay together for ever, guess I was just being a naive little kid. It's hard to face this now. But like I told them, yeah it affects the whole family, but it really is their relationship and something they need to deal with together.

This thing has taught me one thing. I swear to god I am not going to let some man take over my life and then ruin it. NO WAY JOSE! Not to be cheesey, but like the Bon Jovi song says "It's my life..." you know the rest. God, I remember having these grand illusions of meeting the man of my dreams, settling down and having the 2.5 kids, house in the suburbs, vacationins to the Del. shores every summer. Nothing like seeing the two people who you thought had the "perfect" marriage split up after almost 28 years of marriage to smack you back into reality. So much for true love. Just like I said before, random hook ups and one night stands, that's the only way I'm going to go from now on.

Out side of that it was a good week at the beach. Got some sun so I won't look like a ghost when I get down to Nags Head (leaving in almost 1 week!) and did some serious power shopping at the outlets. All in all it was a good couple of days.

I've got to run. I need to go home and try to relax for a little bit. Sigh, going on about 4 hours of sleep under this kind of stress is not good for the soul.

I'm outy.