Went to see "Sex & The City" with my friend Sue. Then we had salads at Chili's. I can't remember the last time I've been in a Chili's. Anyways, the salad was good. I rode my scooter/motorcycle. Maybe I'll just call it my Honda. I don't feel comfortable calling it either a scooter or a motorcycle, although technically it's a scooter.

Anyways, I've been fighting with my husband via email the last two days. Of course I get the silent treatment when I'm at home, but the minute I leave, he wants to keep tabs on me. I went to lunch today and he couldn't reach me on my cell phone. I just couldn't hear it. When he finally got in touch with me, he gave me such attitude. Funny though, he doesn't speak to me when we are home together. Nothing. Silence.

I swear he doesn't want me....but he doesn't want anyone else to have me either.

I really think it's all a control thing or a head game.

Anyways, day 15 since my daughter and I have spoken. I know that's unhealthy. And I comprehend that I'm the adult. But that does not make me immune to getting my feelings hurt.

I sometimes feel like the three others in my family can say or behave any way they want, and I'm just supposed to take it.

Anyways....same story, different day!!

The movie was okay, predictable. I watched the series, so I'm partial. My friend who went along never watched the series, so I wonder what her take on it was.

Oh well....gotta go! ~k.