New York License Plates

I've noticed a lot of New York license plates around here lately. I know, all of you from home are thinking no biggie they were always there, but there are so many more now then then. Instead of one or two and seeing them once in a while I see 5 or 6 daily. And that's different cars. Not always the same one. On my drive to PT this morning I had an epiphany, if you know me you know I'm a big believer in signs. Sky-Blue pink and butterflies, long stories, but there is more to it then most people want to think. (To me at least) Anyway back to my epiphany, I passed 2 plates on my way into town and was following one, and that's when I started to wonder, is this my dad's way of telling me he's ok with this? I think it's my dad's way of checking in on me and telling me that he approves. Which is really important to me.

I'm reading this book for my detective fiction class, Kiss The Girls. It's really creepy. It makes me want to look over my shoulder and see who's watching me. Just another reminder that I'm vulnerable to any man's wants.

THEY FIXED ME IN PT! My hip slips out of place and catches on the muscles. So they showed me how to show people to tell me if it's out and then she showed me how to fix it! :) It felt so good. So I have to teach people how to see if I'm out but it's not hard. My back feels so good right now.

I'm going to miss a phone call because my sister is on the phone, not that she hasn't been home all day long. Doesn't matter that I'm waiting. Nope because she's on the phone.

~Irked~