Ok, I had started a long post and then I erased it because it was not what I wanted to say..... A LOT has happen this weekend. Some sad and some happy. In the end I know that I am loved very much and to me that is overwhelming.
First of all, the Twins played like shit and let the Yankees win TWICE in our house and now they are advancing. So, like my favorite smitten kitten * love that term* I am now rooting for Boston all the way. There are no other teams out there worth rooting for.
We watched the Michael Moore 9/11 movie. It moved me so much that I dreamt about the mother in it. She was who moved me. She reminded me a lot of my aunt on my dad's side. It made me miss her and that made me very sad.
But the happy things, last night my hubby and I went for a drive and ended up at a bar meet. Ok, he asked me in the morning if I felt like going. Well we went and saw a lot of people we have not seen since I got sick in April. It was so emotionally overwhemling to have people stop me and hug me and asked me if I was ok. I had a friend that I have not seen in two years was there. She came up to me and said simply, dont say a word, lets leave the past in the past, I love you and I missed you. I could not say anything. I was in tears. She was drinking a lot and was super depressed and she heard things that were nice about us and she said fuck off. She said seeing me again showed how much she missed me. It was like out of the movies. We saw each other across the bar and time stood still. When I was able to talk again. I was like Bitch you made me cry in my soda. (I dont drink and neither does she. - we laughed)
Overall it was a great night. Now my face hurts from smiling so much. Also I have this huge 6 inch bruise on my leg and I dont know how I got it. A lot of people hugged me. It was such a trip because some of these people I have not seen in forever. This morning, I had 12 e-mails that I need to answer. I am watching the Vikings right now.
I wish everyone who reads my journel love and happiness.
Shelby Lee
The IB stands for Irish's Buffy(my hubby still calls me Buffy)
VIKINGS WIN IN OVERTIME!!!
First of all, the Twins played like shit and let the Yankees win TWICE in our house and now they are advancing. So, like my favorite smitten kitten * love that term* I am now rooting for Boston all the way. There are no other teams out there worth rooting for.
We watched the Michael Moore 9/11 movie. It moved me so much that I dreamt about the mother in it. She was who moved me. She reminded me a lot of my aunt on my dad's side. It made me miss her and that made me very sad.
But the happy things, last night my hubby and I went for a drive and ended up at a bar meet. Ok, he asked me in the morning if I felt like going. Well we went and saw a lot of people we have not seen since I got sick in April. It was so emotionally overwhemling to have people stop me and hug me and asked me if I was ok. I had a friend that I have not seen in two years was there. She came up to me and said simply, dont say a word, lets leave the past in the past, I love you and I missed you. I could not say anything. I was in tears. She was drinking a lot and was super depressed and she heard things that were nice about us and she said fuck off. She said seeing me again showed how much she missed me. It was like out of the movies. We saw each other across the bar and time stood still. When I was able to talk again. I was like Bitch you made me cry in my soda. (I dont drink and neither does she. - we laughed)
Overall it was a great night. Now my face hurts from smiling so much. Also I have this huge 6 inch bruise on my leg and I dont know how I got it. A lot of people hugged me. It was such a trip because some of these people I have not seen in forever. This morning, I had 12 e-mails that I need to answer. I am watching the Vikings right now.
I wish everyone who reads my journel love and happiness.
Shelby Lee
The IB stands for Irish's Buffy(my hubby still calls me Buffy)
VIKINGS WIN IN OVERTIME!!!
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glad that you had such a good time.... save for the nasty bruise.
now we have to go back to work... five more days til the next weekend!