21-Feb-2006
Although I am too tired and stressed to write about it now, please know that my trip home was an infinite success. I didn't see everyone I wanted to see, but I got a good soul sampling of my sumptuous Southerners - Farrah and Farrah's Fiance, the 7th Grade Crush, Mammy Jane, and of course, Mom and Dad. I love going home, but, in a way, it makes me so depressed I can't think straight. I cried the entire flight back from Louisville to Dallas. It's funny, how being taken care of and knowing you're loved can make you feel five years old. More tomorrow, dears!
I'm sorry that we never got together, but I'm glad you had a good visit with some great people.
Lydia, I feel totally shitty for not coming to your house on Saturday. I literally fell asleep pretty much after you called me that afternoon, and didn't wake up until Sunday morning. I actually thought about calling you to come see your place on Sunday, but then I was lazy and didn't do it. I promise next time I come home we'll get together (probably at Derby?). Much love...
Hey...don't worry about it...Oaks Day @ Keeneland? You know it's one of my favorite days of the year.