Well, I'm posting for the sake of a post, I guess. I'm not sad, but I'm not happy. We saw the girls this past weekend. They're great. Monica broke down when we were leaving. That hit pretty hard. Monica never breaks down. We were prepared for Natalie's tears, not Monica's. They're having a great time, but they're homesick. If I had someone to watch them this week, we would have loaded them up in the truck (4 people, 3 seatbelts, who cares?) and brought them home. I cried for the first 45 minutes of the trip home. *sigh*
Brett had a rough weekend. Maybe a post on that later. He gave up a shift at work to help family, then got burned by said family member. I told him not to let that happen. A boss wants to think that the job is the first priority, and for Brett, it needs to be. Today, someone went home sick, so Brett is pulling a double shift. Go Brett! Great way to redeem yourself and make up the lost shift. He needs money, so it's all for the best. I miss him being here in the evenings. *sigh*
I need Ya'llapalooza tickets. They are giving them away left and right, but I can't get to any of the places they're going. They head to Kansas often, and I've been tempted to beg Russ to go get some for me. Problem is, Russ may melt to the ground if he gets too near a country radio remote van. Plus, I don't impose on friends....period. *sigh*
I guess I'll buy a ticket if I need to, but it's $18.50 with the damn ticketmaster fee (for lawn seating) and I'd rather not spend the $$. Kevin doesn't want to go (I think) because he works in the heat. Why go to a 12 hour concert in the 100 degree heat, if you could be home in the air? Well, I think I could get a friend to go with me, but I can't justify paying for the ticket. *sigh*
Like I said, I'm not sad. I just have this....well, this *sigh* feeling. Things are going fine. Life is good. I work hard and feel good about it. Kevin works hard. Brett works hard. We are trying the best we know to make things work around here, and we're getting by. I miss my girls, I want to go to an unattainable concert, and I want it to rain on my brown lawn. I want, I want, I want. I'm being a big baby. Life is good and I'm thankful. It's just....*sigh*
6 comments:
psshhht...everybody deserves a pity party. I have them all the time. LOL Personally, I love hearing about other people having a pity party 'cause then I don't feel guilty about having one myself.
big hugs your way, momma...
~Amy
((Hugs)) I just wonted to send you a hug. we all have those ho-hum days. It wont belong till the girls are back home?
Terrie
I don't particularly want to go to Yallapalooza. However, State Fair plans have changed. Since Cliff is starting back to work Monday, he has no interest in wasting precious vacation days on the fair. So, I'm getting the girls their unlimited rides wristbands, Cliff will take us (with camper) to Sedalia on Thursday, August 10, and we'll do the usual thing: eat cheap junk food on Thursday (and see Sawyer Brown) and on Friday, they will ride. Tell them to keep a stiff upper lip.
well I'm so sorry about the girls not being with you. It must have been so hard when Monica cried. Sorry your having a so so week. It sounds like you all work very hard. Hope you can get to the concert.
Some days are just ho-hum days. The hardest thing to explain is why I cry when nothing is really wrong. I guess we can't expect to be on top of the mountain at all times.
Some days are just ho-hum days. The hardest thing to explain is why I cry when nothing is really wrong. I guess we can't expect to be on top of the mountain at all times.
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