but the nuns are watching!

I have recently become obsessed with Rufus something or another's rendition of the song Halleluja, or however you spell it. I think it's a beautiful song with wonderful lyrics, and I don't care what you have to say about it.

I should probably be sleeping. I have an interview at 10 tomorrow morning for this awesome little daycare and I hope to all hope that I get it, because I'm almost positive if I had to spend a year working for Kohl's I would personally blow my brains out with the first handgun I could get my fingers on.

It will be six months on monday with Amanda. And last night she asked me if I thought 'we' would last. Honestly? I think we have every capability of lasting. We have a hell of a lot of hurtles to overcome, I know we do. I'm not childish and I am not unrealistic. I know exactly what we will have to go through in order to last. But I know that I want, more then anything, to be the person holding her hand fifty years from now when we're old, wrinkly, and sitting on the beach. And right now, I vow to do whatever is in my power to let that happen. So, Amanda Marie, I love you today and tomorrow and the next day and all the days following that.