SHHHHHHHHH

I am in love with this weekend. I am camped out at my parents house, and haven't had to answer the phone (except to talk to my sweet face man) and besides MAB, I haven't talked to anyone excpet Piper. I've danced around the house with my Mint Julep mask on, listening to Lady Gaga as loud as the speakers will let me (I'm somewhat of a closet fan), and I've spent too much time on the internet reading up on all the latest makeup reviews on makeupalley.com. Life is good. I'm having dinner, brews, and too many laughs with my favorite ATC on the planet and his extra fun wife. I CAN'T WAIT.

Yesterday I ran into someone that I used to be super duper psycho head over for... We ran into each other at Q.T and he was holding the door open for the worker lady to take the trash out, and as I walked up, he says, "Oh wow, how are you?" I said "Amazing" and just walked through the door. Funny thing is that I actually meant it. I actually am AMAZING. I didn't even care that I ran into the CHUMP (for you Ry) and didn't care how he's doing or what he's up to these days.

FF about eight hours later, I see the old fuzzball at the same dang place he is every night of the week he doesn't have to work. I made eye contact and just turned around. The only person I cared to talk to in that whole entire establishment was holding my left hand, and I realized for the first time of the five million that I've been in that place, I felt calm and love. NO DRAMA, no question marks. Just safe, just happy.

I keep thinking this is a dream. I keep thinking any second someone is gonna dump a bucket of ice water over my head, open the trap door, or pull the rug out. Then I realize that this is a choice. It's a choice to say goodbye to misery and hello to life. I am exactly where I want to be.

2/7/09. It's a good day.