Words Unspoken|Today is where your book begins, the rest is still unwritten.

Okay, this has been bothering me for long enough now. Time to ask everyone and anyone: What the heck is up with people using spaces before their punctuation at the end of a sentence?

I don’t get it. Honestly, I have no clue whatsoever. But I’m sick of seeing it.

Can anyone shed some light on this for me?

Edit: I have been kindly informed by a friend that the space is actually grammatically correct in some places. Now that I know that, I feel much better about it. It still strikes me as odd, but only in the way that customs from other countries (or areas of countries) often do. Thanks for that information!

I’m exhausted. I have been going to bed lately at 10am or so and getting up when Matt gets home at 5:30 or 6:00. Today, however, when Matt went to work, I went upstairs, took a long bath, shaved my legs, gave myself a facial, then took a shower and put on clothes that weren’t PJs. I intended to go for a walk but didn’t feel like it. I made myself half a sandwich (Yum, yum!) and asked Katie if she wanted to do anything. She picked me up, we went to the mall and walked around, went and got my hair cut and dyed her hair.

My hair is awesome, I’ll have to take pictures of it eventually.

I fell asleep on Katie’s couch while watching a movie and waiting for her highlights to set in, and she woke me up a while later to take me home. I’m trying to stay awake until Matt gets home. He’s working until midnight tonight. I want to spend every minute that I can with him before Sunday. I’m very unprepared for him to go away and leave me here but I know it’s something he has to do and I’m so proud of him for his new job.

Has anyone seen the A&W commercial with the man and his wife that go to dinner with his parents and announce that they’re pregnant?

I’d totally show you a video if I had one.

Basically, the guy and his wife take his parents out to A&W for dinner and his dad makes the order of one Papa Burger, one Mama Burger and two Teen Burgers. The son somehow (they don’t show it) changes the order without his dad knowing and brings him back a Grandpa Burger instead of his Papa Burger. The mom gets up, hugs the wife, blah blah blah. The father gives the son a look like “Oh, really?” and the son nods, basically implying that his wife is pregnant.

While this commercial is cheesy in a million different ways, I still feel pangs in my uterus every damn time I watch it! It’s like, “Hmm, they’re pregnant, why not me?” Silly, isn’t it?

Anyway, I think I might make this for dinner tomorrow. Yum, right? There’s some prosciutto upstairs left over from tonight’s dinner (stuffed pork tenderloin and some kind of potatoes) and I’ve always wanted to make Panini, so I’m going to try it! Probably, anyway.

I love that show (Man Made Food) so much! I don’t know what it is. I guess it’s the fact that I can get recipes that are supposedly “for guys” and are still delicious. And let’s face it, guys that can cook are awesome! Matt makes the best sandwich in the world, which sounds like it’s not saying much, but oh, I am. I could live off of his sandwiches.

And, speaking of living, we’re moving to an apartment in June. I’m excited and nervous and wondering how we’ll fit all our stuff into a tiny bedroom there all at the same time.

Only three more days until Matt leaves me for a month. That makes me super sad.

For those of you that don’t know (aka, those that aren’t on my LiveJournal friends list), I fell on the ice fairly badly a few months back. I landed hard on my left knee and bruised it. The bruise is long gone, but the pain is still there. I don’t know what I did to it, but it’s not happy!

Matt and I went to Wal-Mart today. I bought myself a pair of sneakers and two tank tops. Matt got a case for his cell phone (he got a new one for work) and a notebook. My tank tops and the shirts I got the other day make me super happy! I also got a new pair of jeans. I look super hot in my new outfits. Except my pants are too long. But that’s what happens when you’re short like me. I roll them up if I have to, so it works!

I still don’t know how I’m going to handle Matt being gone for so long. He makes my life complete and it’s weird to think about being without him. He leaves on Sunday. 4 whole weeks. I might just go insane! I’m going to try and sleep as much as I can and socialize. That’s all I really can do, right?

I was watching TV while Playing Eve and saw that one of my favorite cooking shows from last year, Man Made Food was on! After that, the next show was Cook Like a Chef, one that I never particularly cared for but is better than some shows I’ve seen. All this makes me very happy, because it means they’re bringing back shows which I enjoyed when I first got here last year but weren’t on for the entire winter! I’m a happy camper.

I found out today that Matt will be leaving next week and gone for four weeks. I’m going to be very lonely. I don’t know what I’ll do, seriously. I can’t sleep away the ENTIRE time that he’s gone. I’ll miss him like crazy. I’ve gotten so used to having him to look forward to at the end of the day. I’m hoping to get some time in with Amy and Katie. I’ll have the car so I’ll be able to get around, given, of course, that I don’t get lost. Who knows. I may just end up staying in bed for four weeks.

Anyway, That’s about enough of a post for me. I’m working on a mission in Eve and getting ready to go to bed in about 2 hours, so that’s about it.