My damn comments don't seem to show up occasionally. How annoying. But not *too* annoying as no one who reads this ever leaves me a comment, hint hint :)

Hehehe, I dunno who reads this shite anyway, it's just me rambling about stupid shit most of the time. Then again that's what a journal's for eh?

Don't have very much to write about atm. just working out plans for the kidlet's 12th (*sob*) birthday this Thursday. 12! ohhhh time flies so quickly. Just yesterday she was wearing little princess outfits and watching Barney. Now she's wearing the princess outfits ONLY on Halloween and watching The Matrix. *sigh* Last weekend I cut the chord a bit and let her ride her bike to the grandparents, which is about a 5 mile journey. My nails are non-existent as I bit them waiting for her to phone me when she arrived. And she did, a half an hour after she set off. Her trip was incident-free and I worried for no reason. I can't seem to realise that she's a lot older now. It's just so hard to think of her able to do things like that. I remember the first time I let her walk across the street to get a soda from the gas station. I felt like a horrible mother for it. But I wasn't. Just letting go a little bit at a time. But nobody told me how much that sucks.