4/6/06 4:22 pm

No long car rides today. Just the 30 minute drive to the outlet mall we’re about to do for our evening activity. We’re such crazy cats on spring break like that.

Some days are just happy, and that’s that. I stayed up insanely late last night till God knows when while Amanda and Kelley slept, so when they roused me out of bed this morning, I should have been pissed and cranky, but I wasn’t.

Some days are just happy. We went to the beach and it was crowded but beautiful. The wind was blowing, so even though it was hot it felt pleasant and I could soak up the sun without feeling scorched.

Some days are just happy. When you’ve got something to look forward to and something to think about and good people around you, some days are just happy.

I’m not sure how many readers in full I actually have out there in cyberspace, but I’m pretty sure there are at least 3 semi-regular male readers. To you, I must give a precursor to this next paragraph: In case you didn’t know, it is biologically encrusted into the brain of every girl to want to plan out her future life. By the time she gets married she will know exactly what her wedding will look like, who will come, what color cummerbund the groomsmen will wear, and even the color and style of the dinner napkins. Females are just planners by nature, try as we may, we just can’t really help it.
So, you ask (because you are a curious and inquisitive reader) what is Angie’s perfect homelife like. Well reader, I will tell you:

My ideal house would be a clapboard house in the old district of Charleston, South Carolina. Something about that area is just so laid back and beautiful. Unfortunately none of these homes go for under a million. So, in that case, I would love an old mission style house from the thirties with a big front porch, and as clique as it is, a white picket fence. My house would not have to be very big, because it would just be me and my man, and of course our dog. My ideal dog would be, I can’t remember the name of the breed, but its some type of mid-sized curly terrier. This dog would catch Frisbees. The house will be decorated in a mix of 1950s/60s Danish Modern Swag, vintage eclectic and modern styles. The house will be small but open with hardwood floors and a small pool in the backyard. I’ll have a studio inside so I can do whatever art I’m doing at the time. My pictures will be all over the walls. I’ll still have a cute little Mac and a Jetta, thought I may upgrade models between now and then. My man and I will eat breakfast in bed and laze around the house on rainy days and sometimes we’ll travel to exotic locations and I’ll take lots of pictures. I’ll be a wonderful cook and everything I make will be unique and different, but always tasty and special. Some Saturdays we’ll got to the flea market and marvel and all the junk around. We’ll have friends that we go out with on occasion, but we’re also just fine being just the two of us. On the front porch there’s a swing where I like to sit and read and look at art books I get from the used book store down the street.
It’s sure to be lovely.

Haha, I’m weird like that. I’ve got to have it all figured out. Will this go according to plan? Probably not, but its fun to daydream : )