12 41 pm

I have the intention of writing more later, but for now I shall just mention that I plan to resume writing daily. Of course, I've been planning it for months, and while I do have a handfull of entries, I am still not in the habit of writing daily, nor have I fugred out my confort level with what items I can speak of in such a confidentiality-conscious environment.

10 35 pm

I know I should catch up on things. I intend to. Let me say that Matthew and I just celebrated our 6th New Year's Eve together. There still isn't a wedding in sight, so don't ask. My mom is already buying furniture for the grandchildren. We're really no better. We've named our first boy and girl. Speaking of which, my cousins in Israel had their fourth daughter yeasterday. I know that Matthew's nightmare is that we'll have a lot of girls. He really cracks me up. He told me that he feels that we won't have a boy. I still wonder how old I'll be when we start having kids. I want them very badly.

My jobs are all good. Teaching is exhausting but fun, nannying is doubly exhausting but rewarding, and I'm doing a fair share of babysitting. Health wise, I don't know what's up. I wake up tired every day. Is that normal for a human being? I had alergy tests and was disappointed I didn't take a picture of my arms. I was only allergic to dust mites, of the twenty-one things I was tested for. My dad said in his last test he was tested for thirty-six things and was allergic to thirty-three of them. Oh, my dog died. We had him for 14 years. He was a good dog.

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