I'm not that shallow

I just feel like posting because my previous entry is so shallow.

An update....Let's see.

Ugandaman is driving me nuts and I've officially turned into one of those women.

My mother and I had an awesome time in DC. Photos to follow shortly.

A former partner in crime, and the other half of the most meaningful relationship I've had with a man who is not my father, is getting married. At first I was upset, replaying events in my head. Finally, I mustered up the nerve to call and congratulate him.

The conversation resolved two very important things for me:

1. There was a reason we were such good friends. With the healing salve of time, I can place previous perceived injustices in a box and remember why he was my closest friend for several years.

2. My needs as a woman pushing 30 are quite different than my needs were at 23. As great as he is, if my friends introduced us now, I would never go after a relationship with him. I'm enough drama for two people, who needs to add an actor to the mix?

Well, maybe that's not entirely true. He is fine. However, right now I have my sights set on a banker, or a lawyer, or an accountant, or a contractor (I have a thing for tool belts), or someone who isn't determined to have a smoking career in entertainment. That's my schtick, and someone needs to buy the Dior and 7 jeans when I can't.

On a lighter note, I've lost 24 pounds and my hair is growing just fine.

hmmmm.......I wonder what the health curriculum covers in Uganda.....

Damn. Still shallow.