Many of you may know her as Jayme or The Coop keeper,
but I know her as Marmie.
It all started when I was...well when I could first talk, I always called her Mom and then called my mom Mom, very confusing.
Ever since I was 2 I would come over to her house in the morning and my Mom would go to work (Marmie didn't want me to go to day-care.)
One day when I was about 3, I walked in the door and she sat me down and said she had watched a movie where a woman had told all of the children to call her ''Marmie'' and that she wanted me to call her Marmie from now on.
So from that day forward I have called her Marmie.
I'm back! It's a late, cozy but eerie night sitting here in Marmie's livingroom.
As many of you may have heard, there was a shooting spree in Lowell on Tuesday.
It was a nightmare at school, but things are going much better.
Speaking of school... I love highschool.
I miss sitting on Marmie's couch, reading my science book.
I love this over exposed wonder - Marmie got teary-eyed over it (in a good way).
I'm sitting here as if I never left. If you have ever been to Marmie's (Jayme's... I think I'll do a post about why I call her Marmie) house you would know that it has a happy, eccentric, magical sense about it.
I will be post about the wedding soon, it went GREAT!!!!