His voice puts me under; carries me to dreams

Dame,
I tried calling you the other night because I was in your neck of the woods. Really. I went over to Logan's to meet Amber and him for the evening. Where were you? I looked and thought that, perhaps you had already left. This made me sad.

So, I'm home. I'm back. I live here now. I am so happy. I think I'm going to work at Scoot's to earn my keep. Starting soon- and while I sub. What do you think?

Call me please so we can get together. I do miss you too much.

Much love,
HL

Bazhzhsaahaaaaaaaaahhhh!

What I'm doing is trying to pack. It is not going well. Basically I stop every 10 minutes to write and e-mail or something. I haven't really completed any tasks--and it seems like every box I begin to fill holds ALMOST everything I need to put in it, but not quite everything. You know what that means! One large box with a bunch of crap in it--all mixed up. Not good.

Tomorrow you will be back here! I can't believe it! I'm excited to see you--whenever that time will come. In the meantime I'll continue working and packing (or not packing).

~DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDavenport Dame.

By The Way....

Dame. I'm completely disappointed in the both of us. Who are we to think that skipping out on Novemeber all together, with the exception of one post- by YOU, is acceptable? It most certainly is NOT! I'm far more to blame than you, my dear, as I did not post even once during that month. Shame on me. And shame on you for not getting on my case.

Here we go. Let's try to TRIPPLE last month's posts by the end of December. We can!

I'll be Home for Christmas

Hi Dame. It's snowing like mad here. Schools are cancelled throughout the entire city. We're locked up with sheets of white blanketing the earth and roads. Cars have turned into snowballs and tiny pellets of ice tick, tick, tick on my window pane. On these days, we are forced to slow down; to stop and stay inside. (unless, of course, you are a working professional in an occupation where snow doesn't carry any weight, like my man's job- those people must contine to kick-it no matter what)

In any case, I'm home. I'm warm and I'm reading and making scarves all day while watching the food network. What a day!

How are you? How is your semester wrapping up? I'm counting down the days....9.

Call me soon. I miss you too much.