April 18, 2009
Bounce Back
I guess it just goes to show how vile folks can be and I suppose it further demonstrates my commitment, passion, and need for vindication.
I. am. not. done.
It's. not. personal.
It's. worse.
Now that's off my ample chest. I'm over it. I just. needed. to speak. in short sentences. through clenched teeth.
OVER. IT. NOW.
To be continued. . . .
April 17, 2009
April 16, 2009
SICK!!
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April 14, 2009
The VW Stopped Here
End of all that is sacred in marriage!
Easter Sunday AM:
C ("sick" sure he's suffering tonsillitis or step - yet no suspicious fever)
d. "It's post nasal drip. You have allergies or a sinus infection."
C "My throat is killing me, it's not post-nasal drip."
d. "You don't feel warm. You have allergies."
C (In the bathroom for an extended period) "Do you still have your tonsils?"
d (Engrossed in a fantastic book and not having flossed) "Yeeeeesssss. . .Whyyyyyyy????"
C "I just want to see them."
d "You are not looking at my tonsils! Have you ever seen my tonsils before? How would you know if they looked normal?"
C "I just want to take a look. C'mon baby."
d "You won't be able to see them anyway."
C "Yes I can." (Coming into the spare room, wielding my syrup laden, breakfast fork for a tongue depressor)
d (Scared to death of the doctor let alone fork wielding husband) "There is no way in hell you are using a fork as a tongue depressor"
C "Come one baby, I'd show you my tonsils"
d "I bet you would."
April 13, 2009
S-T-R-E-T-C-H-E-D
I'm sure there was a time when everyone one loved and cared about lived within a 5 mile radius. Gone are the days. I don't consider myself one with "superficial" friends. I keep my good friends close and by best friends and family as close as I possibly can. . .It's not measured in physical miles rather in the miles we've traveled together - physical, emotional, or otherwise.
There comes a time when you start stacking up weekends 3 deep with tentative plans, trying to catch up, trying to see everyone, being everything to everyone and expecting everyone to be everything to you in that moment.
Time contracts. Space contracts. There is only a set number of minutes, moments that you can spend with someone you adore before they are gone again.
And that puts pressure on your time together. It doesn't allow for the relaxation you feel after 24 hours. I doesn't allow for all the minor tiffs, troubles, and miseries one might experience in transit. That weight is still there.
It leaves one with merely a brilliant flash; a flash of the funny, hideous, hilarious, horrific, beautiful time you once knew together. It leaves you wanting more.
Maybe that's what makes the heart so fond?
I'm looking forward to about 6 weekends straight full of family and friends and I can't wait!! My only regret is it never lasts long enough. It always leaves me wanting more. It makes my heart sing and ache all at once.