(The Mighty Kymm--you'll not see nothing like!)


17 September

It's amazing, all they are talking about on the TV is Hurricane Isabel, and I look out of the window and all I see is sun.

Apparently, it's hitting North Carolina tomorrow and moving up to DC, and it'll hit us (though probably not hurricane strength) by tomorrow. Hopefully it won't be too much of a kerfuffle by us. Who do I know in NC? Renee and Helene? Is that all? And Elizabeth is in DC. Anyway, hope everything is okay by them.

Looking out the window at the beautiful day, it reminds me of that first chapter in The Long Winter, when it's so hot and they can't imagine such a hard winter coming up.

(my window)

I'm never going to write about my weight again ever, because Mo has said it all.

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I remember that year ago today, below. I remember Ruby Two-Shoes, I've talked about her and thought about her ever since.

I can picture it, I can picture her, it's all so real. I remember too, that she had dark curly hair, and I was somewhat annoyed and confused by that, since I had a huge crush on this consultant at work whose name I don't even remember, and he was blond. And because I cannot possibly even consider having a crush on someone without imagining marriage and kids, Ruby and her dark curly hair kind of threw me. But I figured that my father had dark brown hair, so it's a recessive gene with me, and two blonds could have a dark-haired child, so there.

And it was only a week or two later that I fell hard for Omar (I was still calling him "my little Omar" only the day before this entry), and it hit me where that dark curly hair came from.

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Today's horoscope:
Dirty fighting brings only the cheapest victory. Do your best even if the result is honorable failure. Your energy hits an all-time high. Properly focused, you accomplish something astonishing.

One year ago today:
I was walking down the street last night, and suddenly I saw myself walking along, holding the hand of a little girl around three or four years old with dark curly hair, and I looked down at her and said, "Hey there, Ruby Two-Shoes."

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