what reaaaly happened 1+1

Booker’s got me confused now, today he said that the problem had been pre-existing and he still loves her and on and on…so now I’m leaning towards the thought that she’s an alcoholic. Well, whatever really, I dont think his life defining moments deserve a spot on my blog let alone my busy head, so, I’ll just file that thought away, until I feel like gossiping again, which by the way my sister HATES to do, so she wouldn’t approve of me doing it if she’s reading this, so for her sake I’ll move on to something else.

Anyway, the sun fairies has been blessing us some today; there was this warm and cool breeze to add to it, so a walk was warranted. After lunch at Wave Noodles with L, we strolled in West Chester downtown and stopped by at this quaint little antique store, which had this prettiest bed spread with this intricate embroidery and a lovely price tag of about $350 I think, maybe someother time. We didnt have enough time to check “The Lily pad” a stationary store, it was all pink with polka dots and what not…