shes going to get shoes, and i'm going to get work clothes, i think.

i'm going to use her common sense concerning fashion to dress me.

that, and i like it when she looks at me and bites her lip and says i look good.

she came into work today and i let her make a jeep out of cardboard.

someone else was in charge of it, but he's in jail and i have no idea when he'll be out. probably soon. hopefully, at least.

emily and i were sitting around talking about the jeep, and i knew she was getting a little excited about the idea of making something, so i let her go at it.

looks pretty good.

we went outside, at one point, to saw some broomsticks in half.

at one point we were sitting on the sidewalk, she was holding a broomstick, i was half sawing at it, and she said "this looks like we don't know what we're doing."

and i kind of imagined this scene where a guy comes up to us to ask us what we're doing, and to give us advice, and emily and i started talking about it, and at one point i said, southern as all get out, "whats we doin wrong?"

and emily, bless her, laughed so hard she cried.

her birthday is coming up soon, so im going to try to do something decent for her, but i dont know how well it'll come off.

we shall see.