Last night was a going out party for my little sweetie at Target. I am so sad that she is leaving because she is my boss and my sweetness. If you are counting, this is 3 weekends in a row of me going out. I was DD last night and had NOoooooo desire to drink after the unfortunate mudslides shooting at velocity speeds coming out of my nose and then tequila hell last weekend, I just couldn't handle the thoughts of alcohol burning more holes into my stomach lining. Plus, I wanted to be half way alive for Diva today other wise when momma ain't happy, there is no body happy.
This is Theresa, my sweetness and I. Sigh....I'm gonna miss her. Sorry for the blurry pic....I had to clean the lense. I think it was a little smokey from last weekend.
This is me doing yoga and my friend Heather talking on the phone. I shouldn't show that picture of me and remember the camera adds 200lbs to your upper leg and gut but whatever, that leg can go even further and can touch my ear. Yah, Yoga.
And a picture wouldn't be complete without Lynard and I being goofy, looking like rug muncher idiots. But, I don't really care.
And me and Becky
And me and a sweet bartender who wanted to give me a kiss on the cheek. I like to think it's because I am a hot sex bomb but I think the nice tip I left him helped. Damn.
And the girls just hanging.
I have like 450 pictures that I could show you but I don't think you want to see them all. Yesterday was a crap-shit-fuck day for me. Not only did we have more of this in our basement
which this is just a small glimpse of the water hanging out down there but a lot of personal issues that made me hurt like a jagged dagger plunging through my heart and then being pulled out and piercing me again and again. Don't worry, my husband, my daughter and I are okay...but each of us are hurt by someone very important to us. Actually, two people hurt me and I've cried rivers for about 24hrs. I'm crying right now but I will survive. I try anyway......not much else I can do.
I will survive.....aack! Surviving sucks!