TGIF bishes

Ok, I have to laugh. 

My bestie just read HALF of the blog yesterday...and called my ass...CONFUSED.  She didn't even make it to the HE LEFT ME AT THE ALTER PART.

*giggle*

Let me be clear...if I may... I did not get married or left at the alter. 

It was a horrible horrible abandonment dream that I believe was SPARKED by the voicemail to call my Dad.

And there you have it, my psycho....um...psycho analyization of my dream.

I am not planning any surprise wedding.  Mmmmk?

Here's how it's gonna work.  Ready? 

When we are sixty, we are renting out the retirement home and getting hitched.  There you go.  That is the plan.

I will keep you apprised if this should change.

I am done having children.  When I turn 40, for my birthday, I will be making this permanent.  So no surprise bun in my oven.

OK?  Moving on. :-)

It is very much true that my Gramma did pass away, sadly.  I have a flooding of emotion due to the fact that this is the family that has been in, out, in and out of my life since my Mom regained custody of my brother and I.  Our relationships have been slightly treacherous over the past 20 some years.

I will get through this...and I will be watching (avoiding any real breakdown drama) to get some great blog fodder. 

What?  Don't judge me.  I will get through my trauma anyway I see fit.

You'll benefit from it (hopefully in good bloggin to come) as much as I will.

Good times.

Today Bubba gets his stitches out.  Monday he gets two molars removed.  That boy has had a crazy summer.  Good thing school is starting soon...hopefully he will not have many repeat visits to the principle.

*holds breath*

So, since I am out of here in an hour...I wish everyone a joyous, drama, trauma free weekend.