Well, Saturday was great but Saturday night was an almost-disaster. After I finished blogging, I got on the phone with my mom who informed me that my dad wants to go to Tennessee for Christmas instead of coming up here to see their ownly daughter. He'd rather go see my grandparents.

I was furious and went to Jen's house in a huff. When I got there I saw Nancy throwing herself all over Josh - as usual. Grrr... This made matters worse. I decided to go outside for some fresh air - not even thinking how cold it was.

The next part is why it was an "almost-disaster" and not a complete disaster. Josh walked out with my coat and asked me why I was standing outside. I explained it all to him. First he suggested I go to Tennessee but then told me how great a Pennsylvania Christmas would be even without my parents. He told me about the big church party that they have on Sunday night (Aunt Lu and I went the next night). He said that Aunt Lu always goes to his family's Christmas Eve party and that there is no way I'd get a white Christmas if I went south. He also said that everyone on the block goes to Molly's family's boxing day party. I actually started to not care so much about what my parents are doing.

I was feeling better about staying here until Monday morning hit. Okay, let me state for the record that 50 degrees is tough on this Florida bred body, but 20 degrees!!!! You have got to be kidding me! It's like someone is playing a cruel joke on me. I am counting the seconds until a warm front moves in.

Spring...hello? Can you hear me? Get here soon!!!!!

I swear. I will go to Punxsutawney and pull that ground hog out of the ground myself so that spring can get here faster. And now that I live in Pennsylvania that should be easier to do! :)

The only problem is my driver's license. I'm a pretty good driver at this point. I just don't want to get my license. I know it's ridiculous and Molly and Alex are totally on to me, but I'm afraid that once I get the license I'll no longer have an excuse for Josh to take me out for a ride. How lame is that? I can't help it though. I feel so safe when I'm with him...

Seriously, Santa, if you can hear me...bring me Josh for Christmas. I just need him under my tree with a big red bow. That's all I want. Pretty please?