Check out this entry over in my other journal. The journal is mainly about goals but one of my goals is forgiveness & this one is mainly about that. Even if you don't decide to read that journal, this is one entry that you should. So, on with the entry...
I hope your new year is fun & carefree. At least for one night. As for me, I'm spending a pretty quiet night at home. At Mom's. It's 10:41 and the baby's going to bed. Joey's playing PS2 while Mom is in the bedroom with Sami. Ray's working a gig. Meanwhile (back at the ranch *giggle*), Lindz is at a party with Ricky. Ricky is 19. There will be no parents there. There is alcohol there. Two nights ago, she accepted Christ again. For real. Again. I love her to death, honestly, I do but every summer for the past 7 years she's been saved & every year she goes back to her old habits. I hope it sticks this time. For her sake, I do. But I'm worried that she'll drink or that Ricky will. Scratch taht. I know he will. I'm worried that he'll take advantage of her. So now it's 11:41 and I'm gonna stop worrying and go mix drinks. *giggle* ^_^. Happy 2004. Write next year.
Happy friggin' new year, y'all! I'll forget the report since I don't remember much of it. My sister punched my eye & knocked my contact out. Ow! We had "party punch" instead of sparkling grape juice. Party punch is 7-Up and red Hawiian Punch. So I texted Lindz & Mom called Lori. Lori, my "aunt" Lor, was drunk! She rambles on & on when she's drunk. I miss her so much. Time for bed. Happy 2005, lovelies!
Love always,
Vickey