Crazy Days, Pacifiers, and Chicken

Ever have one of those days where you reach the end and you're not quite sure whether it was a good or disasterous one? Yesterday was definitely one of those frustratingly long days where I remembered that there are many things about myself that I'm not happy with and that this journey still has a long way to go. There were a lot of small things piled on top of one another that quickly created a mound of frustration and anxiety. As I laid my head down last night, I was just thankful for the simple fact that my heart was still beating and my lungs still taking in air. As crazy as it may sound, I think those days are good for you.

In other news, my dad called yesterday and let me know that he and my stepmom are having twins!!! Yes...you read that right. Twins. Yes...he's forty-four years old. Yes...he'll be sixty-two when they graduate. Yes...he's crazy. And yes...I still love the old man. So, sometime around Spring Break of 2008 there will be two brand new Rowes running around wreaking havoc. Crazy thought, huh?

Finally, I'm addicted to Chick-Fil-A. Three of my last four meals have been from there. I need to get a life. Or a personal chef. Let me know if you know of anyone.