Sigh

What is it that drives women and men mad for carnival? This weekend was the "caribbean festival" on Georgia Avenue. My brother "miraculously" had the day off. Of course he was dancing with the best of them.
I wasn't interested in going. What was i going to do? Lay on a enormous dolly and allow them to use me for a float? No thanks.
Yesterday, I think I finally communicated effectively with my husband.
Yesterday, I seen a long time friend and realized how much kids really deteriorate a woman. We both look wrecked.
Today, I am loving myself. I have no hair, and no cares.
well, I have lots of cares but am too fatigued to rant.
enough for now.
i'm hungry.