Sunday, July 10, 2005


Sucked. Everywhere I went there were baby reminders. The fabric fabrics and yarns. The scrapbooking papers and embellishments. The dollar store...a woman and her mother happily planning and shopping for her baby shower. The toy days sale (not to mention the million or so beautiful tiny babies with their obviously new mothers). I can't escape it. I want to crawl in a hole and never come out. I'd probably run into baby rabbits in that hole, with my luck.

Tomorrow is two months by the calendar. The 11th. I hate the 11th.


Holley said...

Huge big hugs.

I'm sorry your day sucked.

Julie said...


I still hate the 5th. Even if I don't realize the date at the time, at some point it always gets pointed out to me. Gee, thanks.

Hope you make it through the day tomorrow without too much pain. Sending you strength and hugs.

Amanda said...

I'm so sorry. I am thinking of you on the 11th, today. Hugs, hugs, hugs.

Jill said...

Thinking of you Catherine. ((HUGS)). It's still all so new and recent, I hope you get through the day in one piece.