PIC OF THE DAY!
Prompt today is OLD-FASHIONED. These are vintage glass ornaments, snapped at a vintage store the other night when I went out with Cindy.
TODAY…
1. So happy that the girls party last night had me laughing until I cried.
2. Thankful that there’s movement forward in the job thoughts.
3. Thankful that I felt a twinge of something stirring when Charlie kissed me last night.
4. Thankful for my girls who pick me up when I’m down.
5. Thankful for this time and hopeful for the future.
I’m up. I’m down. I’m all around.
Last night I did NOT want to go to Adriana’s party. I was so prepared for the worst that I wanted to cry (and I think I did whimper a bit in the car on the drive there). The parking sucked and it was cold and I just didn’t even want to go inside.
But surprise. Forgotten how good it feels to belly laugh and laugh loudly and want to say so much to everyone. Somehow, this group was so dead-on last night that I wanted to just bottle that laughter so I could drink it up whenever I’m feeling blue.
It was delicious and medicating, and I’m so glad I went.
Afterwards, I went to help Chance (remember him? I kissed him about a month ago) celebrate his….33rd birthday. I’d gotten a call and an email with a whole list of places that Chance wanted to go–obviously he was out for the whole night, so I caught up with him at the third stop. And then I stayed out until the bitter end! That’s right! All. Night. Long.
Even drove him home, slept a moment (no, not that), very innocent kiss and then drove him to where his car was parked the night before.
It was a good time. He sure is handsome. And after thinking about it, perhaps he deserved some birthday lovin’. But not from me. I’ve had enough birthday trauma this week.
Today, I’m tired.
I’m supposed to go on a mini road trip today, three-hour drive to a party, and I guess I’m still on, but I’m just so weary. I already told Lovely that I’m not in the best spirits, but I suppose the show must go on.
Need to get ready. Lovely and Sandra will be here in a couple of hours and I’m not even showered. No idea what I’m going to wear tonight. Anna will be there, so it sounds like a diva-fest is going to happen. Again, not sure if I’m really up for it, so I’m going to have to fake it and hope that the feeling catches up to me.
I did have a pretty amazing conversation yesterday with someone I’ve known for a few years now. It has to do with work. I’ll write about it when I have more time, I guess.
So much more, but as you know, I do shorthand.
Someday you’ll get a longie out of me.
Until then, hugs and pecks.
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