A Jersey Day

Oh boy what a difference a day makes. Just the other night Randall and I were having a very serious discussion about whether we would consider staying here forever. The concenses was that we really would if it weren't for just one teensy little thing like the cost of a home around here, oh and then the taxes on top of that. Anyway, we were happily discussing all the little things that we love about living here and how much even the things that we found difficult in the beginning are now just quite "normal".

But then today I had what I very lovingly refer to as "A Jersey Day". I'm just minding my own business and suddenly I found myself almost face to face with a very upset and very rude woman in a parking lot that left me almost in tears after the little altercation. I just can't believe how quickly people can be so rude. And then it just seems to be in my cards that the rest of the day I continued to have these little "Jersey" incidents. I even called Randall trying to catch him before he was on his plane today completely upset saying "Let's move to Georgia, I hate New Jersey."

Randall called from the airport early this evening to tell me he had bought me a gift. He said I had to guess what it was and since he was on a layover in Detroit I guessed almost immediately that he had bought me a new University of Michigan sweatshirt, since I had finally gotten rid of mine that I've had since my college days oh just 10 years ago. I was so excited. He just walked in the door and handed it to me to try on, and to add insult to injury... it's too small! I think it's time for bed. Tomorrow is another day...in Jersey.