Big Closets and Big Comebacks
Last night I had a dream that I was hanging out with Katie Holmes and Baby Suri. I think it's because yesterday I saw that Katie had cut her hair and I couldn't get over how bad it looked. Who let her do that? Anyway, in my dream Suri was more like a child, all grown up and talking. Katie didn't say anything to me, but we drove around in this big black van. We stopped at this house that was hosting a party and my friend Eliza was pulling out of the driveway. I started yelling at her to stop, "Eliza!! Stop!!! Look, it's Suri!!!" She did stop and asked me why I was hanging out with Katie Holmes and Suri. I told her I didn't really know, but we were going to pick up Tom Cruise in a minute. That's the last thing I remember. Dreams are weird.
This weekend was pretty quiet. I spent Saturday trying to clean up the house and get some of my things moved into my new bedroom. I started hanging up my clothes in the walk-in closet and began to feel really annoyed that my clothing content only fills up about 1/4 of the closet. Really sad, especially since I'm sure there are people out there who would kill for a walk-in that big, people with lots of nice clothes and shoes who could fill it up easily. I don't know, I guess I just feel like if you have a closet that big, you should be able to fill it up. I decided to organize it by type: Work clothes, weekend clothes, going out clothes, church clothes and cold-weather clothes. This made the empty space less-consolidated and the closet looks a bit fuller, but still. I know better.
Last night I watched Fever Pitch. I love that movie. It's so funny and I always get emotional when the Red Sox come back for 0-3 to beat the Yankees. I mean, how great was that? I remember watching that series in my living room when I lived in a house with 10 girls-10 girls who could care less about baseball and couldn't tell Derek Jeter from Manny Ramierez. Not that there's anything wrong with that, it was just funny. (no offense Michelle, but I'm taking you to a Giants game when I come visit!)
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2 comments:
Oh man, you struggle.
I do know who derek is now. Thanks to that memorable day in the pool house :)
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