dear the both of them diary,
i have each dog up here next to me sleeping. one snores and one doesn't. i don't mind while i am awake- the snoring is cute, but when i am asleep- it will sometimes annoy me. tomorrow i am making hand breaded smashed up tenderloins in the magic skillet. tomorrow is a special day. nicolas will be nineteen years old and that just super trips me out. nineteen. his mother dated my brother and she was my very best friend in the entire world after they broke up and there was nothing i wouldn't have done for her. so that is what i had to do. she was there when i had both of my babies, i even refused to start pushing harry until she got there. she was an amazing mother to nick and showed me how to give william a bath- because i really was so scared. i haven't seen her for a very long time now, and nick, i haven't seen him either. they moved away in 1995 and that was pretty much that after that. pretty much like it always is.
