Perfectly Correct.
Okay. I’m feeling better now. Yesterday I was completely stressed out about a lot of things, and Rob was sleeping, so I couldn’t talk to him about it.
We talked in the car this morning on his way to work, and he helped me to realize that there are some things we can’t do much about, and other things that we can, and we have to pick. And that I don’t have to do/think of/figure out everything by myself, if I actually ASK FOR HELP. Oooo, smarty. How does he know these things?
You can still see my wedding dress if you want to (UNLESS YOU ARE A LEMUR NAMED ROB). Thanks to those who’ve looked and offered their opinion 
Also. Blizzard warning in effect for all of Nova Scotia for tonight/tomorrow– between 20 and 45 cm. Woo! Snow day!
Now this is not a New Years’ Resolution, because I don’t do well with those (I’ve made the same NYR every year of my life, and I always fail! It’s kind of depressing. Oh– the resolution? “I’ve gotta try to stop being so damn foxy”. Just never works, for some reason), but I have given up drinking anything but water. Well, I mean, I’ve given up drinking pop and stuff. I’ll still have a glass of milk, because I really like milk. And I generally don’t drink hot drinks more than once every two or three weeks, so I’m allowing myself those (the other night, we went to Tim’s and I got a hot apple cider. Mmmm, hot apple cider). I’m not sure why I decided to do this… I mean, it may be a health thing or whatever. But so far, I don’t feel deprived, and it’s been probably two weeks. The only problem is that we have to buy bottled water because our tap water is so gross that even putting it through a Brita filter doesn’t help it. So we’re covered in bottles! And our building? Doesn’t recycle. We separate our stuff, but the superintendent just throws it all into the same dumpster (I know, this is illegal). I’d take it to a recycling centre but I believe the closest one is actually quite far away.
Anyway a fun thing with all the water drinking is that I pee alot. Er. Okay that’s not fun. Never mind. FORGET YOU READ THAT.
I’m making cock-a-leekie soup. Mmmmm, cock-a-leekie.
And uh… I think that’s it. For now. Because it’s time for PRE-SNOWSTORM NAPPING!