UUGGGHHHHH!!! WHAT A NIGHT!!!


So somewhere in my bright ideas file in my head was the idea to go out and hit the bars. Actually its just the one bar I go to on Saturday night...The BRB...A country and Western bar. NO, I am not a huge fan of C&W music. The guys there are super nice and always have me laughing my ass off! Of course I didn't really think the whole idea through. I had sort of forgot that to get to the BRB I have to pass my EX's place and pretty much park in his front yard. So there I am, driving down the street, listening to sad music (not sure why) and got this overwhelming feeling of sadness. Seeing his place, passing by, I just really missed him last night. I called a friend to talk me off the mountain so to speak and she put somethings in to perspective. Thank god for friends. But I was in a sour mood and I should have just went home. Instead I put my head up high walked in to the place. I got to see the guys I hang out with there, which was good, and we did laugh. Of course they asked me where I had been...Which brought everything back up to the surface. I hadn't realized that I had been there since Jason and I started going out and that was nearly 5 months ago. Like I said, it was good to see them and laugh a bit. But I was ready to go home. get in bed and look forward to another day.
The night was interesting. Felt some emotions I hadn't expected, drank a Kamikaze shot (YUCK!) and saw some good people. All in all not a bad time...Just not what I needed. Better luck next time.
Until Next Time...

Is It Over...


This has been one really long week. Of course I miss my EX, but that is to be expected. Actually I don't miss him too much. Is that wrong to say? I miss more of what he represented to me. Does that make any sense? I guess what I am trying to say is that I think he is a really nice guy (the part I miss) but we where in two completely different places. He had other priorities that were more important and would often do things that I didn't really approve of (the part I don't miss). Of course his final words to me have haunted me to some degree and I am sure that he said them out of hurt...but none the less the words were hateful and I would have thought he respected me a little more than that. Oh well. Life goes on.
But what really made this week long was work. Good Grief! It was the longest week in the world and I thought Friday 5pm would never get here. I don't really have big plans this weekend except to R&R...But I might have to work in some pool time to work on my tan.
Just wanted to say Hello to everyone and Hope you all the Best of Weekends!
Take Care.
Until Next Time...