How sad is it that this is the best news I've had in a while? Heee... I'm such a geek :)

Oh, and I swear I'm going to start updating a lot more... I have a lot to say, but not tonight...

The other night Millie told Hal that she doesn't like America and wants to go back to Canada. Daddy told her that we're trying to go back, but "first we have to have your birthday party" (she's turning 7 soon - I can hardly believe it - but that's another post). She told him that she wanted to have her birthday party in Canada because "no one here listens" to her. I know she has friends here, but it's not like it used to be.

My heart is breaking for my little girl.

We have to get out of here. We just got an electric bill that covered two months: apparently the bill for November that I was so happy about was an "estimate" and was off by $600. And the bill for December was the same. We now owe the electric company $1600 even after I paid them $500 last month. Stupid FUCKING baseboard heaters. I nearly had a panic attack when I saw that. There are still probably 3-4 months where we're going to need to use them at least a little bit, so does that mean another 4 $900 bills??? You have to be kidding me! I got one of the pellet stoves going yesterday, but it doesn't seem to warm things up nearly as much as we were told it would. Right now my fingers are FREEZING, and it's not even that cold out.

I hate it here too, Millie. :(

Things are better. After I wrote that last entry, we talked. We both agree that no matter how stressed out we are here, we have to stop and think more before we open our big mouths :)

We just watched "Music and Lyrics" - the movie with Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore - and both really enjoyed it. If you haven't seen it, make sure to check it out. Who knew Hugh Grant could sing? And you've gotta love the 80s music video at the beginning! As Hal said, "You could go back to the 80s and put that out, and it would be a huge hit".

I don't like admitting this, but Hal and I have been fighting a LOT lately. I know we're both stressed because we don't want to be here, but damn - I just don't know how much more I can take. We're both being so frigging nasty to each other. One minute we're fine, and laughing and joking, or having fun with the kids, and the next we're sniping at each other like we're mortal enemies. I hate this. Maybe it's been the stress of the holidays, or just having him around all the time this last couple of weeks. I'm actually looking forward to him going back to work tomorrow, so that hopefully we can all just get back into a normal routine.

I so don't want to keep going like this. I love my husband, and I know he loves me. This damn place is tearing us apart, though. What's the point of being together if in the end you're alone?

Shit.