Yesterday, I drove myself into the ground, and I still got up at 7:30 am.

I went to the mall and bought $150 of new things. I like new things. I got new underwear and bras too. I need bras like I need a hole in my head, but somehow, at the time, they seemed perfect.

We saw "Shrek 2" and it was so cute. I want Puss in Boots to come home with me.

We played Scrabble, and I lost.

Halfway through, she leaned over and said, "Oh, and by the way, happy anniversary," and then we smiled at each other like idiots.

Actually, maybe we are idiots, but we are having fun.