It's been a long month. -- Sarah Jane's birthday, Christmas, George's birthday, My birthday... and our anniversary is coming up on the 10th. I'm tired. All of those things take planning and articulation... which is usually left up to me. Is it bad if I say that I LOVED every minute of them, but I am glad that they have come and gone... eh, i don't know if I really mean that.
I've had the last week of work off, it's been great. I got to spend some much anticipated time with my family and relax a little bit.
Tomorrow, it's back to the grind. No, seriously... it's not only the first of the month, but it's the first of the year. Time for people to go big or go home. Let's home, for my sake, they go big.
Today was my 24th birthday. I had a
It started off great... I had actually forgotten all about it, until the husband and the sweet sweet daughter woke me up with the cutest rendition of "Happy Birthday To You" that you've ever heard. ---then I realized what time it was. CRAP. It's 9:45. That means that we have
After church we had lunch at George's mom's. She made one of my faves... Chicken Spaghetti. We all sat down to eat our
After lunch, I had a few things to return from Christmas... I only had luck at Kohls. I also went to Targ'et, Ross, and Old navy... nothing. Which isn't like me at all. I am super-shopper supreme. Oh well.
Then we went to life group... it was wonderful. My friend Nneka is a wonderful cook --- and I always have a great time at our small group.
I'd like to say that I was a 10 on that chart... but I'm being honest here, and I'm no where near a 10. How do you move up on that chart??
On a wild hair, I traded in the season premier of Desperate Housewives and talked my friend, Tammy, into going to see a movie. We saw "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button." I still don't know exactly how I felt about it. The story was good... there were some parts I feel like could have been left out... and some parts that I felt needed more detail. The setting and the shoots were gorgeous. It was a beautiful movie to look at
As I pulled into the drive-way after the movie at 11:30, I noticed that my across-the-street neighbor, Tamra, still had her bedroom light on. She never has her lights on this late... ever. But She lost her husband this week to a Brain tumor. There have been people there all week... cars semi-blocking the exit from our drive-way. I imagine they were her church family and her children and friends... I'm sure they have all brought their casseroles and flowers and some other attempts at condolences. I haven't had the courage to go over and see how she is doing... I know what I will find. Tonight is the first night that there are no cars there. ---everyone else will move on and go back to work and say... that was s terrible, even me. But, I remember after my dad died that my mom kept her light on, sometimes all night. I guess that I haven't really stopped long enough this week to think about what she must be feeling. I haven't allowed myself to. I just can't imagine losing someone to something like that. I'd sleep with the light on too, if she's even sleeping at all. My mom didn't sleep for what seems like weeks, she just laid there and cried... I imagine she isn't sleeping either. It's 12:40 now and her light is still on. My heart aches for her --- my family knows all too well what it is like to lose a father and my mom, a husband. It never heals - goes away - or gets any better. You just learn to accept it.
So now, I think that I am about to go kiss my little one on the forehead --- and crawl into bed next to George...
I am now one year older. I don't feel older, or wiser, or different at all. It was just another day.
More tomorrow. Maybe by then I'll be more up-beat. Sorry for the bleh-ness.