I usually LEAVE the house around 6:45.
Yowza.
Today, Tim saw our neighbor's dog get hit and killed by a passing ambulance.
And today, I found out some sad & terrible news about someone we love.
I can't explain the grief and the ache that comes along with the realization that your life is holding true to All the Statistics.
Ache. Ache.
Today, I cried.
And I spoke into Tim's chest and said, "I think I need Mexican food. Lots and Lots of Mexican food."
So, we ate at our favorite place and even ended up with our most beloved waiter (he calls me Senora).
I drank obnoxious amounts of diet coke and bit as many tortilla chips into the shape of California as I could manage. I felt a little bit better.
But only a little. I didn't even finish all my rice, and I always finish my rice.
Like I said, ache. ache.
ache.
After thinking about that poor dog this whole crummy day, I hugged and hugged on Scarlett until she finally looked at me like, "Lay off already, would ya' Ma?" And I made her promise to stay out of the road (not that she is ever off leash in the front yard, anyway). Noel, of course, wasn't having ANY of it so we just loved on each other from a distance. It works for us, I think.
For you, on this sticky, Blue Friday- I am posting one of my favorite text message exchanges EVER.
Recently, Sweet Heather Marie and I had a conversation about Twitter/Facebook hashtags.
She just didn't get it. It just wouldn't click. I jokingly feigned disgust (even though I just found out about them about 6 months ago from a girl in my COLLEGE AGE Sunday School Class, no less).
I think sometimes I think I'm cooler than I actually am. Sigh.
Anyone else have this problem?
It went a little something like this:
(After venting loudly to her about a disagreement Tim & I had regarding a mutual friend's alma mater- which shall remain nameless-)
Me: So, I was wrong [she] totally DID go to [that one] High School! #eatinghumblepie
Heather: I'm SORRY #suckswhenyourhusbandisright
Me: Excellent delivery! You nailed it!
Heather: Thank you! #iamsoawesome
Me: lol #hopeitsgenetic
Heather: #gettingcarriedawaywiththis
Love and people posting Instant Message/Text convos. is usually my pet peeve,
H.
OR
Love and I hope you were as amused as I was,
H.
1 comment:
the hashtag convo totally made me smile :)
sorry everything else is crummy. :( hope an extended weekend makes things a bit sunnier for you. love!
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