This week!

So, I'm at work. Its 2:03AM and I'm bored. I last talked to Steven about three hours ago. He is staying at my mom's house today because he can't stay away from our beautiful Jasmine girl for more than five minutes. He hates going to work and so do I. Being without her is like being without air. She has started cooing and talking, smiling, screaming for joy. She drools all the time because she is teething. There's this little tooth coming out. She loves gnawing on her hands and she's obsessed with her little digits. We are moving to mom's house on Tuesday morning, so I guess it's tomorrow morning. Mom is so happy. Her house guest left yesterday afternoon. Her name is Dominga. We called her Minga. She is from San Sebastian, PR but she had to, or wanted to, move to Florida because her son Alvin got caught doing bad things in PR (corrupt cop kind of things) and was sent to the Federal Prison in Coleman, FL. She is really into godly things and spent most of her time cooking for mom and at church with out neighbor Myrta. Moving in with mom, hopefully, will be a good thing. Jose and Steven get along so great, but on Saturday afternoon, when I got back from looking at cars with mom, Steven and Jose were fighting as if they were real brothers. Steven was pissed off at him because he was trying to download programs in our computer and the program he was downloading was already in there. He was trying to download it for the second time. Jose was acting like a hurt kid and steven was acting like a P.O'd adult. I guess they love each other enough to get pissed off at each other. Mom came home yesterday with a Dodge Caliber. She is so scared of the whole new car thing, but she deserves one. I was in love with the Hyundai Tucson, but it was very expensive. I am an impulsive buyer and if it was me, I would have taken it home on Saturday. The Dodge Caliber is within her budget and its cute. Today, at 5pm, Steven and I have to go pick up the U Haul truck in Orlando. We'll load it up at night that way its not so hot. On Tuesday, we are officially gone from our crappy apartment. NEVER AGAIN!!! I guess I'll miss it. I'll take a picture and post it here tomorrow. How sad I guess! It was the beginning of us, the end of an era!

Laura's father died. She is my coworker. Saturday night, we had a potluck celebrating August birthdays and she couldn't be here because of it. Her birthday was last night. What a birthday! She will always remember it. We are collecting money for the funeral services. How sad!