Sunday Morning

Sometimes when I write on this thing I think I am Carrie Bradshaw from "Sex in the City." Writing thoughts and questions that I hope everyone is reading and contemplating just as much as I am. But, then I wake up....HAHAHAHA!!! I woke up this morning to the No Doubt song "SUNDAY MORNING." Seeing how it was literally Sunday morning it kind of freaked me out for a second...HAHAHA! I received a heartfelt e-mail from my beloved Nick on his first day in Phoenix and the trials and tribulations of our relationship. He leaves me thinking a lot, which I absolutely adore about him. I decided to do some laundry, which by the way sucks here. Your clothes are never dry, there's only one unit, and it cost money everytime you use it. You would think since we are all paying an arm and a leg that they could include us with some descent laundry facilities and that is would be free. But see, now I am just being snobby...heehee. I walked down to Rubio's where I told the guy my name was Blair when ordering and he wrote it down as Glare. I stared at this wondering if i should correct him, but then realized it did not make much of a difference because nobody knows me in this city anyway. When they said it over the intercom I couldn't help but laugh to myself and wish that one of my smart ass friends was there so we could joke about it throughout the entire lunch. The rest of my day was relaxing and consisted of movies and sleeping and listening to music and wondering if MTV will ever call me..hahahah. Desperate Housewives is on tonight and for those of you who have not seen or heard of it....watch it. It will change your life!!!