And it hit me. I really fucking miss her. So, I got depressed... and cranky... and altogether unpleasant.
Went out for lunch... and saw in a fridge nice cold cups of chocolate pudding. God I feel better now. Its like being 10 all over again, how that box of Jello instant pudding would cause immediate excitement, and fights between my Dad and I as to who would lick the bowl.
Then I started thinking of the uses of chocolate pudding ON Kate... and thats when the real smiles began.
OK, I'm happy again. Yay!