So, to get this out of the way, HAPPY 4th OF JULY! Holy bannanas, I can't believe it is July already. Good lord time flies when you're having fun. Or you work 2 jobs, take your pick.

My dad's back home. Not sure how this all came about since I found out myself from someone at church 2 weeks ago. Seems like he decided to return the week after that last incident at 1 a.m. I don't know. Hopefully he's gotten over what ever it was that he needed to hash out and come to his senses, dear god I hope he has because I don't think I could handle going through this again. So as far as I know everything is back to normal or as normal as things can be for my family. My sister is gearing up for college, and I'm freaking out because next year will be my 5 year reunion for college. Ugh, I feel old.

So I'm digging this whole lost weight thing. I'm down about 30 pounds now and I love it! Not only am I down a size or two in my clothes, but I'm getting more attention from the boys than I did before. It actually kind of saddens me. I mean, I always knew I wasn't that appealing but I never realized how much of a reject I was. Now though, I'm able to pick up guys in a single bound and I'm not sure how to react to that. For instance, I was out with some friends in Annapolis last week and managed to pick up 3 guys from Boston (love the accent) who were in town. To be truthful I was in a little bit of a panic. I'm not used to that kind of attention. Not that I'm complaining about it or anything, I'm just not sure what the heck is going on. Room mate Marti thinks I should be going out and hooking up as much as possible. I on the other hand prefer not to. I mean, call me old fashioned but I never expected to find "the one" (if such a person exists) in a drunken stupor in a bar. I always imagined it would be more like a chance meeting in a book store or maybe our eyes would meet across a crowded room. Sigh, I have seen waaayyyyy too many old movies. You know, the whole sweeping me off my feet thing. I might as well just resign myself to the fact that it doesn't happen that way anymore.

Anyhoo, still nursing a pretty bad burn I gave myself on my left arm. Got a little too close to the rack in the oven last Tuesday and gave myself a nasty burn on my forearm. Serves me right for trying to cook. For those of you who don't know, I've had some pretty stupid moments in the kitchen. I'll recount them for you some other time. Humilitating myself is not something I'm all that keen on.

Looking forward to August when I get to see some of the old group from here at Job #2. I really miss all of those guys and girls. We should have a blast at Nags Head. Speaking of Job #2, I have been on a writing tear lately! The old editor has been sending me out quite a lot lately and has even put me down for some special stuff we're doing in the fall. I'm psyched. Oh, I'm also pick up a third job. It's not as bad as it sounds, it's just some free lance stuff once a month. I'll have 4 weeks to work on my assignments so it won't be all that bad.

Not much else is happening. Just kind of taking it day by day. Hanging out with my buds, planning a trip up to Boston in November. Still want to get up to Hoboken now that I have 2 reasons to go visit. That may have to be a weekend kind of thing.

All right, got to run. Lots to do before deadline.

Feliz Martes.