Steven keeps calling me a grandma. Just because I get heart burn from water (everyday) and have to watch what I eat. I also take 4 motrin when I have a headache. He thinks the food and candy I like is for "old people" and that I like grandma things. I like old, vintage things, kay? Steven! Don't hate me, deal? I have an old soul.


Also: I just decided I want an oval wedding ring. Not square like everyone else, not round (well, maybe round), but oval. What I really want is my grandmas ring. Or great grandmas. Wouldn't that be awesome? I wish I was the only great grandchild sometime. But I am the oldest. Maybe I have a chance.
I also like old, antique .. well, everything. So sue me.
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