Wednesday, June 3, 2009

stupid or not stupid socks.

I used to like coming home to tell him about the deal I had got, or the crazy thing that happened to me while I was out.  I miss having someone here when I walk in the door. 
I know that I have someone(the most important little someone in the world), but since apples conversations with me consist of the words dog, cat, kitty, hi, bye, potty,no, done and mama.... she doesn't really get it. 
It's these small but huge things that upset me.

Today I bought apple some Canada Day socks, and I realized as I pulled in the driveway that I had no one to tell. 
It is a totally unimportant thing, that in the grand scheme of things... should never matter. 
Who gives a shit about Canada Day socks? 

Well, I guess I do.