I'm sitting here.. Exactly where I left.. and I am surprised to not find it lacking.
Everything is as I left it.. except different. I am so very blessed to be here. To see these people. To smile.. bright and big and want to cry inside.
See.. I didnt want to leave them. I just could and more than could I had to. My entire goal all along if you missed it was to get back home. And someone was stupid enough to say I could go home and if there's one thing you should know about me is I am never above allowing someone to be stupid when it gives me exactly what I want.
Here's the rub.. I wasn't ready to leave from here. New Orleans.. sure. I was pretty damn miserable and the Donnie situation wasnt ever going to get healthy. I was done. I'd sucked the marrow from that bone and we needed time apart.
Atlanta? Not so much. There's so much here that makes me happy. I've had a smile on my face the entire time... except now when I tear up thinking of leaving them.. leaving here.
I am -- have always been -- so very welcome here. These people.. .they are amazing. they have been my family while I was away from my family.. and to get to be with them.. near them while still full up on my own family? Is amazing.
Tammy told me I glow.. what she doesn't understand that being here and seeing them and knowing on Sunday I will be with my snowball and momma and if I want Hissy and Buster ... gives me utter peace. I will be/am sad to know that it's 309 and I am not free to flit and visit on the floor due to a training class. I am so very blessed to be here.. with these people..who didnt have to like me or be kind to me and yet... they took me in.. and made me a part of them.
There's been so many changes.. people are gone here. I was rumored to have left the company. So much loss. so much love. So very happy.
So.. I'm sitting here.. at home. I am over looking the park that I lived in for precisely two years. I'm home. This is a beautiful city-- if you've never been to Atlanta.. do come. Invite me.. or ask.. I'll tell you where some of the best local food and flavor is to be found. I am astounded by the colors.. even in the dreary days of rain I've brought with me. People are so friendly.. men wait for women to enter an elevator first.. they hold doors.. they step aside.. even for the fat chick.. like me. I'm so very blessed.. so very lucky.. so very much happy to be here.
I keep looking around me.. and I know I am a bit misty eyed.. it is SO very different than my real home.. but yet.. so very REAL to me.. it's like I never left.. when in fact it's been four months. This campus is beautiful.. the building is exceptional. It's unlike any business building I've worked in before. It's no cutting edge.. it's just got the same touch of polish that I find all of Atlanta has... and perhaps.. one day.. after enough visits that polish will rub off on this poor lil country mouse.. who once lived in this big bustling city. Perhaps.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Delightful Delights
So. I am apparently sick. Add to that that I've been office diagnosed with pink eye and you get me in glasses with a semi scowl on my face.
I am almost packed to go to Atlanta for a few fun filled days and nites full of people I adore and people I miss.
And now this.
Do i worry? sure. Do i care? Not much. maybe its irritation from being sick the last few days.. all i know is I've got to sign in with my remote dial card in the next 23 days or i'll be kicked out of the cool kids club and never allowed back.
I must post at some point about the delightful additions to our family list of recipes that we've found over the last few weeks.. but sadly for you and happily for me it wont be today.
I am going to go and try to activate my dials card remotely and see if I can get the damn thing to work.. if not.. It's tannin and then i'll be back as quick as can be.
much love. to some. others deserve a kick to the knee... maybe
I am almost packed to go to Atlanta for a few fun filled days and nites full of people I adore and people I miss.
And now this.
Do i worry? sure. Do i care? Not much. maybe its irritation from being sick the last few days.. all i know is I've got to sign in with my remote dial card in the next 23 days or i'll be kicked out of the cool kids club and never allowed back.
I must post at some point about the delightful additions to our family list of recipes that we've found over the last few weeks.. but sadly for you and happily for me it wont be today.
I am going to go and try to activate my dials card remotely and see if I can get the damn thing to work.. if not.. It's tannin and then i'll be back as quick as can be.
much love. to some. others deserve a kick to the knee... maybe
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
NOLA PICS
Anyone know why she made me walk all this way to stand in front of a stupid boat?
Tantie caught a butterfly!
Tantie as a drowned rat.
Eatin ice cream after makin friends by calling people "fool"
It's called a Christmas Tree..
Hey.. look.. a sign! 
Tired baby.. 
He does "scared" well huh? Ham! 
We were jus happy to be out of the car I think
Hey Mister.. Can I have a job? I have pants! (somewhere) Why are you doin' this to me!?
Yes. My 4 year old nephew asked me this while plodding down Canal St in New Orleans while we were on vacation.
First thought about the entire trip is we must do more things like this. Possibly involving other family members.
The entire trip I thought about how Zack and Alex should be with us. How Eric could have come too and we could have all enjoyed ourselves.. together. But that isn't the case is it? If you're a sister reading this.. you may just want to stop here.
I admit. I overplanned life for three days for my Buster. I didn't think about the "walking" part being unfun. The weather didn't cooperate. We were overtired and overdone.
I, however, had a freakin blast.
It started on Thurday nite when my clothes horse of a nephew decided we were bringing all his clothes. He might need it. At one point he put on his tie (clip on) with his spiderman sleep shirt.
We went from using the smaller new suitcase to using the larger one because my stuff and his stuff took up more room and there was no way I was going without makeup.
I should have left my laptop(s) behind. We never had a down moment that we could have really made use of any internet connection out there.
Friday had a later start because Buster needed to "rest my eyes" a lil longer and actually got back under the covers to snore (fake) for me.
I finally got to Granny's got Kailey and we all kissed Snowball and hit the road.. and made it all of 3 miles to the gas station where we filled up and got snacks.. (and saw Kevin LaSalle whom I'd not seen in years and wow how odd)
If momma had ever taken Buster to visit me he'd have been used to the drive.. She didn't. He wasn't. We were questioned (often) about how long was it gonna take and how come we were going so far. I ended up answering him "it's worth it" from then on.. and yes.. this question came up often with him.
I was wowed.. yes I said wowed by the New Orleans zoo. I had an awesome time.. I was hot and dressed for 60 degree weather and it was roughly 84 but it was so worth it and so much better than I remember it.. and we didnt even see everything. We spent about 3 hours.. and then jumped back in the car to go to the hotel.
Buster was taken by the great KK down to the pool while I showered and got myself together.. After that we went to eat sushi like good Catholics... and had ice cream on the sidewalk of my favorite restaurant while visiting with my boys Bassam and Jeremy. Finally. after two years of hunting for something even close I FINALLY got to have good Ashta. It was heaven. Pure, Pure, Pure heaven. Somethings are as good as our memory.. somethings are well worth the wait.. and returning home is one of them.
I looked forward to Bassam and Jeremy (that's fool to the rest of you) coming visit us at the hotel.. we were runnin on fumes though and ended up with a sleeping baby and a pj'd KK before the gents got downtown.
J, B, and I went walk Bourbon since KK was so gracious about staying with Buster.. It was good to see people back on the streets. It was good to smell (ok not so much) the life returning to my city. I could almost squint my eyes and believe the storm hadn't happened.. til I remembered I'm not that girl any more.
Saturday brought a trek down to Cafe Du Monde.. only to find we were hours late and the lines were stupid long. Then we were insulted by a waitress and stuck in the rain.. then we took off walkin to meet Germy (as Buster took to calling him after "fool" didn't stick) and I realized we were at Central Grocery.. so a muff and a half were stuffed into the backpack and we hailed a taxi.
Yes. I caved. I took a taxi. And dont you know.. since it was St Patty's day all of 4 days later they charged us extra for "special event" charges.. .that's my NOLA.. Always lookin for somethin out of nothin.
Even with me paying this extra charge we were dropped off well beyond what was a quick walk to the aquarium... Luckily however, we had our tickets so we were able to go find a window ledge out of the crowd and have our breakfast of lunch. And Ships. which you and I would call chips.. but my baby is missin his two front teeth.
Jeremy didn't listen to Tantie Nikki at all when she told him where to park so he was soaked to the bone and we were quite the foursome. We had a blast touching sting rays and nurse sharks and alligators.. and taking pictures and takin pictures and takin pictures.
After that we did the Insectatorium or something. We ate bugs. We being Kailey and I.. since Buster had a melt down saying he doesnt eat bugs. ever. ever. ever. ever. The evers got louder and I was close to being "that woman with the screaming child".
We walked back to the hotel with a minor detour for me to visit with two old coworkers who were in the FQ for the Irish Italian marching parade.. but we needed naps.. so we slept til 7 and then had a proper feast at Phoenicia.. the best place on the face of the planet. Followed by Morning Call.. it was the perfect ending to the perfect day (of disaster).
Sunday brought accidents and delays and almost getting rained on again. But we found (eventually) treats for everyone but KK and Tantie and a toy for Buster.. but we always can go back, huh?
So. Tha's it. I'm sure theres a blog or seventeen about spending time in my city. with Jeremy. With my Buster. but.. that's what happened.. and I'm stickin to my story.
Pics to follow if Blogger isnt being a butthead.
First thought about the entire trip is we must do more things like this. Possibly involving other family members.
The entire trip I thought about how Zack and Alex should be with us. How Eric could have come too and we could have all enjoyed ourselves.. together. But that isn't the case is it? If you're a sister reading this.. you may just want to stop here.
I admit. I overplanned life for three days for my Buster. I didn't think about the "walking" part being unfun. The weather didn't cooperate. We were overtired and overdone.
I, however, had a freakin blast.
It started on Thurday nite when my clothes horse of a nephew decided we were bringing all his clothes. He might need it. At one point he put on his tie (clip on) with his spiderman sleep shirt.
We went from using the smaller new suitcase to using the larger one because my stuff and his stuff took up more room and there was no way I was going without makeup.
I should have left my laptop(s) behind. We never had a down moment that we could have really made use of any internet connection out there.
Friday had a later start because Buster needed to "rest my eyes" a lil longer and actually got back under the covers to snore (fake) for me.
I finally got to Granny's got Kailey and we all kissed Snowball and hit the road.. and made it all of 3 miles to the gas station where we filled up and got snacks.. (and saw Kevin LaSalle whom I'd not seen in years and wow how odd)
If momma had ever taken Buster to visit me he'd have been used to the drive.. She didn't. He wasn't. We were questioned (often) about how long was it gonna take and how come we were going so far. I ended up answering him "it's worth it" from then on.. and yes.. this question came up often with him.
I was wowed.. yes I said wowed by the New Orleans zoo. I had an awesome time.. I was hot and dressed for 60 degree weather and it was roughly 84 but it was so worth it and so much better than I remember it.. and we didnt even see everything. We spent about 3 hours.. and then jumped back in the car to go to the hotel.
Buster was taken by the great KK down to the pool while I showered and got myself together.. After that we went to eat sushi like good Catholics... and had ice cream on the sidewalk of my favorite restaurant while visiting with my boys Bassam and Jeremy. Finally. after two years of hunting for something even close I FINALLY got to have good Ashta. It was heaven. Pure, Pure, Pure heaven. Somethings are as good as our memory.. somethings are well worth the wait.. and returning home is one of them.
I looked forward to Bassam and Jeremy (that's fool to the rest of you) coming visit us at the hotel.. we were runnin on fumes though and ended up with a sleeping baby and a pj'd KK before the gents got downtown.
J, B, and I went walk Bourbon since KK was so gracious about staying with Buster.. It was good to see people back on the streets. It was good to smell (ok not so much) the life returning to my city. I could almost squint my eyes and believe the storm hadn't happened.. til I remembered I'm not that girl any more.
Saturday brought a trek down to Cafe Du Monde.. only to find we were hours late and the lines were stupid long. Then we were insulted by a waitress and stuck in the rain.. then we took off walkin to meet Germy (as Buster took to calling him after "fool" didn't stick) and I realized we were at Central Grocery.. so a muff and a half were stuffed into the backpack and we hailed a taxi.
Yes. I caved. I took a taxi. And dont you know.. since it was St Patty's day all of 4 days later they charged us extra for "special event" charges.. .that's my NOLA.. Always lookin for somethin out of nothin.
Even with me paying this extra charge we were dropped off well beyond what was a quick walk to the aquarium... Luckily however, we had our tickets so we were able to go find a window ledge out of the crowd and have our breakfast of lunch. And Ships. which you and I would call chips.. but my baby is missin his two front teeth.
Jeremy didn't listen to Tantie Nikki at all when she told him where to park so he was soaked to the bone and we were quite the foursome. We had a blast touching sting rays and nurse sharks and alligators.. and taking pictures and takin pictures and takin pictures.
After that we did the Insectatorium or something. We ate bugs. We being Kailey and I.. since Buster had a melt down saying he doesnt eat bugs. ever. ever. ever. ever. The evers got louder and I was close to being "that woman with the screaming child".
We walked back to the hotel with a minor detour for me to visit with two old coworkers who were in the FQ for the Irish Italian marching parade.. but we needed naps.. so we slept til 7 and then had a proper feast at Phoenicia.. the best place on the face of the planet. Followed by Morning Call.. it was the perfect ending to the perfect day (of disaster).
Sunday brought accidents and delays and almost getting rained on again. But we found (eventually) treats for everyone but KK and Tantie and a toy for Buster.. but we always can go back, huh?
So. Tha's it. I'm sure theres a blog or seventeen about spending time in my city. with Jeremy. With my Buster. but.. that's what happened.. and I'm stickin to my story.
Pics to follow if Blogger isnt being a butthead.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
A modern day fairy tale ... or my attempt at..
would be much easier to write if I could actually add the pictures that started me on this story.. which has led to this rant.
Seriously Blogger.. are you an ex boyfriend that will never be deemed as such since we never got around to actually calling what we were doing an actual relationship?
Do you not sleep at nite because of me?
Are you testy and listless?
Irritated?
Annoyed.
Cause seriously you should consider a new job if you are only gonna let certain items work for me.
Maybe we should break up.
I think I'll even tell you via a blog.
Seriously Blogger.. are you an ex boyfriend that will never be deemed as such since we never got around to actually calling what we were doing an actual relationship?
Do you not sleep at nite because of me?
Are you testy and listless?
Irritated?
Annoyed.
Cause seriously you should consider a new job if you are only gonna let certain items work for me.
Maybe we should break up.
I think I'll even tell you via a blog.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Livin on Spongecake
Silliness abounds here.. I've got the zunie tuned to the radio and am listening to some ditty about the local casino .. the most excitement on the basin.. we're number one. And now.. Christian music.. not the religious form .. Jimmy ... Margaritaville.
I had a wonderful weekend -- not that anything went the way I expected..
I believe I found my bedroom set but am not peachy keen about having it in storage.. so I'll wait.
I found the brown pair of shoes that match the black pair that dont hurt.
I found a over the top, oh so Nikki necklace.
I found several non cleavage shirts to wear to the office ...
I found suitcases for my upcoming adventures (360 wheelie things... lovin em!)
I spoke to my adopted brother and promised to make plans to get together soon.. which would be lovely and so very perfect for me.
I have decided to work on my letter writing skills ... so be on the look out for actual "gasp" hand written letters .. since mind reading isnt apparently a talent any of us have.. it'll be a nice break from reading fiction.
anyway -- this was jus a sample post.. I'm back to blogger issues and it sucks to not be able to write when you want to.. then be able to and only provide a sad lil recap that didn't touch on anything that mattered.
I had a wonderful weekend -- not that anything went the way I expected..
I believe I found my bedroom set but am not peachy keen about having it in storage.. so I'll wait.
I found the brown pair of shoes that match the black pair that dont hurt.
I found a over the top, oh so Nikki necklace.
I found several non cleavage shirts to wear to the office ...
I found suitcases for my upcoming adventures (360 wheelie things... lovin em!)
I spoke to my adopted brother and promised to make plans to get together soon.. which would be lovely and so very perfect for me.
I have decided to work on my letter writing skills ... so be on the look out for actual "gasp" hand written letters .. since mind reading isnt apparently a talent any of us have.. it'll be a nice break from reading fiction.
anyway -- this was jus a sample post.. I'm back to blogger issues and it sucks to not be able to write when you want to.. then be able to and only provide a sad lil recap that didn't touch on anything that mattered.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
I hate it
when someone says "as you wish" and then doesn't fuckin do it.
So I went tan and came update my lappie and did it my damn self.
Because of the two of us? Only one of us cares about my wishes.
And it isn't what you see reflecting back in the mirror.
It is indeed a lonely nite in Georgia.
On the other hand.. it's a beautiful day in Louisiana. Dress day at that.
As you wish, indeed. I've honored your wishes. Now honor mine.
Be gone.
So I went tan and came update my lappie and did it my damn self.
Because of the two of us? Only one of us cares about my wishes.
And it isn't what you see reflecting back in the mirror.
It is indeed a lonely nite in Georgia.
On the other hand.. it's a beautiful day in Louisiana. Dress day at that.
As you wish, indeed. I've honored your wishes. Now honor mine.
Be gone.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
I *am* livin right.
So.. in the last few days in the midst of temper tantrums and some pretty horrid headaches I've managed to square a few things away.
Now that training is settled let's see if we can't get into the swing of things..
I am tempted to declare it the Year of Nikki.. seein as the last one went pretty well for me.. I am mulling it over.. if I do.. Fair warning.. I won't be much fun as far as putting others before me. It's about me and taking care of me.. and I'll try my best to do so without actually makin it a whole year.. but then again.. who knows.
So. Henceforth this is what has been declared:
I am going to New Orleans to see some dear loves with some dear loves. I will be staying in the French Quarter and dining at my favorite places with my favorite people. If it goes as planned we'll even bring back treats for a cherished few.
I am going to Atlanta to see some dear loves. Since I left there's been a big cycle of change and more than a few of my favorite people were let go.. I am blessed that my new boss adores me enough to not care where I work from so he's given his blessing to travel on my own time and report to my old office. I. Cannot. Wait. I've secured housing and social plans and a hair session with the Amazing Just Jack. Hell I might even see Lane, Bobbert, Jared, & Topher.. I love that they love me enough to confirm ahead of time their happiness at seeing me.
This visit puts to rest a few of my worries.. Seeing Jack will give me some breathing room while getting back to an even keel about my hair.. which to you isn't important..to me.. its essential.
Happy aside.. My hair has decided to stop falling out. All hail the amazing Biotin.. I jus take double the dose 5 days a week and say a lil prayer when I brush or wash that I dont end up with (more) clumps.. I actually think this lil pill of goodness is also the reason that I have nails growing.. I mean.. K'bird as my witness I can paint my nails now with the best of em.. hell on the 5 hour ordeal and poorly done polish change while sneakin in a pedi. I have arranged a vast assortment of high quality fun colors (ie quirky and Margaret annoying) that make me happy and hopefully coordinate with my toes some how some way.. even if its in my own head.
Right now I am rocking a soft coral that reminds me of Momma Rosa's color.. omg. I need to call her.
Anyway.. Brandon chose my toe color sorta.. its a louder coral and I am hoping to offset it one of these days with a nice tan. Tha's next on my to do list..
Back on task.. after I return from ATL (HEEEE) I'll have a brief wait to find out if I am booking a trip to Vegas or goin to Dallas to visit the loves (never yet met on some parts.. met a few times on other parts -- adored nonetheless always) for a nice lil work stoppage. I can't say my company hopes it happens.. but we all know the lovely Nikki thinks social time is AMAZING. So sign my @ss up.. huh?
If the stoppage ...stops.. lol... I'll be whisking off to Vegas to encounter a recently reaquired old friend. As a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure -- no matter what that trip will happen.. it's nice and a neutral place and I want to go.. hello.. tacky, garish, sparklie, loud, people watching, alcohol providing.. I'm in. It'll jus be delayed a tiny tad.. but wonderous nevertheless when it occurs.
I've spoken to a nice lady at the LA Department of Revenue.. and she's assisting me with finding out if the information I've been provided previously is correct.. she was lovely and I feel like I can actually see the light at the end of the tunnel.. logic or no.
A second aside.. I cannot hold it against logic that some people who claim to use it are distastefully horrible. I'll continue to work on not holding it against logic and try to avoid locking it in a closet like a red headed step child with ugly orangeish freckles that stand out against his yellowish skin. Try. But he's so not cute.
Anyway.. I had a lovely weekend ... FABS Lunch on Friday followed by shopping and Buster AND Hissy time.. even if he didn't want to be touched.. a great family dinner with my favorites of favorites ... Baking and snugglin and lots of fun the rest of the weekend with amusing touches from outside my realm. Luckily there was little leftover headache from a nasty migraine Sunday nite on Monday morning and was able to finish my training as best (most) as I could.. and I finished first. Today I had an eye exam.. I go back in a week for a followup on some new brand of contacts that actually have me lovin life right now.. And then.. (drumrolll) I can get my new specs from Robert.. K'bird and I might have to make this a tradition of her helpin me pick out the most rockin pair..
The stars aligning? I don't know.
An effort to find peace in the fact that I am exactly where I want to be? Very much so.
I cannot tell you the huge sense of happiness when I stop at Snowball's.. when I open the door to the sunset that's oh, so different from Atlanta.. when I cross the bridge.. when I realize to see them is jus a matter of reaching out and calling or walking in. No productions. The very little bits of every day NORMAL life are such an amazing gift.
I was asked last nite by an inquisitive person if I ever regret anything. The most simple answer is no. I made my choices.. I thought them out carefully. I acted. I've reacted.. but I've always made sure that at the end of the nite the people I love know it.. the people who've crossed me know it.. the people who need me know I am there for them. I've been careless with my heart at times.. but at the same point in time I won't ever say 'I wish I'd tried'. I did. Try.
Failed horridly. Won successfully. Experienced a real. true. life.
Remember ... this is what you are livin for.. when you live so far in the 'what ifs' and 'whens' you miss the now.. and this *really* is all there is. Make the very best of it..
~Much
Now that training is settled let's see if we can't get into the swing of things..
I am tempted to declare it the Year of Nikki.. seein as the last one went pretty well for me.. I am mulling it over.. if I do.. Fair warning.. I won't be much fun as far as putting others before me. It's about me and taking care of me.. and I'll try my best to do so without actually makin it a whole year.. but then again.. who knows.
So. Henceforth this is what has been declared:
I am going to New Orleans to see some dear loves with some dear loves. I will be staying in the French Quarter and dining at my favorite places with my favorite people. If it goes as planned we'll even bring back treats for a cherished few.
I am going to Atlanta to see some dear loves. Since I left there's been a big cycle of change and more than a few of my favorite people were let go.. I am blessed that my new boss adores me enough to not care where I work from so he's given his blessing to travel on my own time and report to my old office. I. Cannot. Wait. I've secured housing and social plans and a hair session with the Amazing Just Jack. Hell I might even see Lane, Bobbert, Jared, & Topher.. I love that they love me enough to confirm ahead of time their happiness at seeing me.
This visit puts to rest a few of my worries.. Seeing Jack will give me some breathing room while getting back to an even keel about my hair.. which to you isn't important..to me.. its essential.
Happy aside.. My hair has decided to stop falling out. All hail the amazing Biotin.. I jus take double the dose 5 days a week and say a lil prayer when I brush or wash that I dont end up with (more) clumps.. I actually think this lil pill of goodness is also the reason that I have nails growing.. I mean.. K'bird as my witness I can paint my nails now with the best of em.. hell on the 5 hour ordeal and poorly done polish change while sneakin in a pedi. I have arranged a vast assortment of high quality fun colors (ie quirky and Margaret annoying) that make me happy and hopefully coordinate with my toes some how some way.. even if its in my own head.
Right now I am rocking a soft coral that reminds me of Momma Rosa's color.. omg. I need to call her.
Anyway.. Brandon chose my toe color sorta.. its a louder coral and I am hoping to offset it one of these days with a nice tan. Tha's next on my to do list..
Back on task.. after I return from ATL (HEEEE) I'll have a brief wait to find out if I am booking a trip to Vegas or goin to Dallas to visit the loves (never yet met on some parts.. met a few times on other parts -- adored nonetheless always) for a nice lil work stoppage. I can't say my company hopes it happens.. but we all know the lovely Nikki thinks social time is AMAZING. So sign my @ss up.. huh?
If the stoppage ...stops.. lol... I'll be whisking off to Vegas to encounter a recently reaquired old friend. As a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure -- no matter what that trip will happen.. it's nice and a neutral place and I want to go.. hello.. tacky, garish, sparklie, loud, people watching, alcohol providing.. I'm in. It'll jus be delayed a tiny tad.. but wonderous nevertheless when it occurs.
I've spoken to a nice lady at the LA Department of Revenue.. and she's assisting me with finding out if the information I've been provided previously is correct.. she was lovely and I feel like I can actually see the light at the end of the tunnel.. logic or no.
A second aside.. I cannot hold it against logic that some people who claim to use it are distastefully horrible. I'll continue to work on not holding it against logic and try to avoid locking it in a closet like a red headed step child with ugly orangeish freckles that stand out against his yellowish skin. Try. But he's so not cute.
Anyway.. I had a lovely weekend ... FABS Lunch on Friday followed by shopping and Buster AND Hissy time.. even if he didn't want to be touched.. a great family dinner with my favorites of favorites ... Baking and snugglin and lots of fun the rest of the weekend with amusing touches from outside my realm. Luckily there was little leftover headache from a nasty migraine Sunday nite on Monday morning and was able to finish my training as best (most) as I could.. and I finished first. Today I had an eye exam.. I go back in a week for a followup on some new brand of contacts that actually have me lovin life right now.. And then.. (drumrolll) I can get my new specs from Robert.. K'bird and I might have to make this a tradition of her helpin me pick out the most rockin pair..
The stars aligning? I don't know.
An effort to find peace in the fact that I am exactly where I want to be? Very much so.
I cannot tell you the huge sense of happiness when I stop at Snowball's.. when I open the door to the sunset that's oh, so different from Atlanta.. when I cross the bridge.. when I realize to see them is jus a matter of reaching out and calling or walking in. No productions. The very little bits of every day NORMAL life are such an amazing gift.
I was asked last nite by an inquisitive person if I ever regret anything. The most simple answer is no. I made my choices.. I thought them out carefully. I acted. I've reacted.. but I've always made sure that at the end of the nite the people I love know it.. the people who've crossed me know it.. the people who need me know I am there for them. I've been careless with my heart at times.. but at the same point in time I won't ever say 'I wish I'd tried'. I did. Try.
Failed horridly. Won successfully. Experienced a real. true. life.
Remember ... this is what you are livin for.. when you live so far in the 'what ifs' and 'whens' you miss the now.. and this *really* is all there is. Make the very best of it..
~Much
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