is it too late to heal?

i just got back to brooklyn. wheee. today was pretty ok. i got up at 11, bc my mom was trying to make yoda (kitty) go to sleep in my bed. but he wanted to lay in the sun. so i got up, i had some coffee from new orleans. my mom made south beach diet eggs for herself and emily, and pancakes for my brother and me (while yelling "i suck at pancakes!" and then serving us half cooked messes haha, my mother is hilarious). anyway, then we got ready for the christening. i was finishing up, and i noticed i had a short mail. it was from the enigma, "i cant stop thinking about yesterday. need any more rides to work? hehe" i was all giddy about it. next was the christening. i hadnt been to church since am got married in 2000. it was all weird and uncomfortable. but it was quick, so then we went home for a bit.. blah blah. went to the christening party. within 10 minutes of arriving, sean (the bebe) spit up milk all over me, so i had to wash up and then i was cold in my wet shirt.. but it was a really good time, mainly bc i have the best family ever. it was my brother, emily, mom, jay (moms man), dad and linda (dads woman). ok, so we're at this table in the corner, and my dad is drinking wine, my brother is sucking helium out of balloons, and we're all being silly. we took the salt and pepper shakers, and put them in the ballons my brother sucked the helium out of. we lit the sterno that was being used to hold the balloons and the table. we just amused ourselves. and my dad was waaaay chatty because of the wine and he was all happy (i think he gets permagrin when he drinks, and it doesnt take much, cos he only drinks a few times a year).. we were playing with the baby and he was all talking to sean and talking to rob (the father of the baby.. my cousin-in-law). then it was 6:30 and my mom freaked out bc she was gonna miss the kick off for the superbowl (blaaahh) and we wanted to leave, too.. but my dad *totally* didnt wanna leave, he was having such a good time with his wine and chatting. my stepmother was like "ricky! cmon, lets go" and he was like "im talking to anthony!" (cousin). i guess you'd have to know my family to know that we are just very silly people who are very sarcastic, and you cannot sit around with us without laughing. we're all little comedians in our own ways.. my dads just kinda senile and not extremely bright (but the most wonderful man you wil ever ever meet), my mom is crazy (but in a beautiful, endearing sort of way), my brother is silly (he'll do or say anything.. like "i like it when the cat sits on my lap and purrs"), emily and jay have really dry senses of humor, linda is a funny woman, and i have a very cynical wit. plus we all loooove to gossip and make fun of other people, so theres always something to laugh about.

so that was my day. i got a ride back with antonia, and we talked in the car, i babbled about the boy, and she babbled about her two boys (the dilemma of who to go with..). i talked to kim, got my schedule (which SUCKS again).. now im here. i have two crosswords, so im kinda psyched. i wanna eat, but i ate soooo much today so im like.. still kinda grossed out about the idea of food. i ate *that* much. i felt so full that the cake disgusted me. booo, i *love* cake.

anyway. i shall work my brain. i woke up at 11 this morning, so im hoping to fall asleep by 3. must go to rutgers tomorrow.. i wanna leave by like 11. ugh. xoxo