Rebecca probably should've filtered this, but fuckit, she doesn't care.

[rebecca_in_blue]

For breakfast this morning I had a glass of orange juice and a bowl of Chex Mix with strawberry slices. The exact kind of breakfast you always see people eating in magazines. One of my goals is to eat more fruits and vegetables. It won't be hard because I eat so few of them now that eating one pretty much equates to eating more.

Good news: I'm OFF for EASTER! BWAHAHA! I'm going to spend it at my aunt's house, and I'm planning to cook Marlene's stuffing. I feel bad that I meant to cook it for Thanksgiving, then for Christmas, and followed through on neither.

Mom called me a few days ago and said that she and Adam are going to Houston in May. She asked if I wanted to go, and I said yes, but I've been flip-flopping on that ever since. So now I'm breaking it down.

Pro: Seeing Mark & Vickie. They're nice, cool people, I love their house, and I haven't seen them since before I went to France.
Flip Side: How much do I really want to see Mark & Vickie? Yes, they're nice, cool people, but they really don't even feel like family anymore. They just feel like nice, cool people I happen to know. And the reason I haven't seen them since before France is because they never came to visit me there like they said they would.

Pro: Seeing all the old Houston hangouts (the Chocolate Bar, Half-Priced Books, etc.)
Flip Side: Except for the Chocolate Bar and Candy Craze, those places really aren't worth going to Houston anymore. Half-Priced Book hardly holds the same thrill for me that it used to. I still like browsing, but I can't remember the last time I actually bought anything there. I miss seeing the foreign movies that you couldn't see anywhere else, but Mom doesn't really go to the movies like Dad used to, and even if we did see one, it probably wouldn't have a child actress in it. Besides, we'll be going to all the old Houston spots. We won't be going anywhere new, like a cemetery, maybe. I've never been to one in Houston. I'd like to go to the one where Roger is buried and find his grave.

Con: Mom's driving. There is no flip side to this one. Mom driving us there is the biggest reason I don't want to go. In the first place, she isn't a safe driver, and in the second, she plays the same CDs over and over and over (and we do not have the same taste in music) and she plays them loud. The last time I went to Houston with her (when I went to the French consulate to get my visa), I asked her to turn it down, she flat-out refused, and I had to spend the rest of the ride home with my fingers in my ears. And I was not being dramatic; it was just that loud. I know I won't enjoy one minute of the ride unless I can get myself some noise-cancellation headphones and possibly motion-sickness pills between now and then.

I don't know. I'll probably end up going. It's only for two days. But I don't know.