Cancun Mexican Restaurant is now open.....
We had lunch there and it was really good.

Brooke came home yesterday from what was supposed to be her weekend with her Dad. He is an asshole and has no clue what it's like to live with a 14 and 16 year old. He promised her that he'd take her to her Cheer party, and at the last minute he changed his mind and told her he was going to get his haircut instead. What a total and complete a-hole. So, of course she called me up and texted me telling me she does not want to go see him every other weekend anymore.... it's not easy.
Brandon is still there at his cousins, so I will grab him at 7 p.m. I know he spent no time with his Dad, which is fine with me but later in life, that dumb ass is going to regret it. No, not Brandon... (lol) his Dad.

I love Big Lots. I always enjoy going, and I always find something good when I'm there. Today we ran into Maryfaith and Frank. Adore them! It was nice to chat with them for a few minutes. Maryfaith and I don't see each other as often now that she's not working within my division. I really need to get together with her more often. We love spending time visiting and sharing fun stories....

I am trying to figure out when I can run to Long Island to see my Granny. I am trying to do a round trip in a day. I look forward to the ride. As long as I don't listen to my GPS, and I go the better way, it's a decent ride. I can still almost make the ride without the GPS.... I forget sometimes where to go, that sort of freaks me out. I hate losing my way to things that used to be so familiar to me. I used to be able to do that trip with my eye closed practically...... ***Sigh

I am taking a break from laundry. I always do laundry on Sunday..

That about sums it up for me today.

:(

Is it the weather or am I suddenly depressed?

I wish I had all the answers.

Rain Rain Go Away..... please.

A Sunday morning with lots of rain. I suppose I should be thankful. It's almost 60 degrees out and it's December 12th! It could be much worse. It could be snow. I hate snow. I don't even think it's pretty anymore. I hope and pray it doesn't snow this winter....

I don't need to visit Postsecret today.. I looked at it last night past midnight. I'm used to looking at it on Sunday morning. I feel like I should go re-read them this morning just because that's what I do.

My husband is making me breakfast. He's so good to me. He told me when we first met (a long long time ago) that he was for real because I questioned his sincerity. He would make me breakfast in bed, bring me coffee in bed....
I told him I knew that soon all of that would stop. People just don't behave that way long term. He assured me I was mistaken... and, I was. 12 years later and he still brings me coffee in bed, makes me beautiful breakfasts, and so on.....
I'm so grateful. I was one messed up cookie when he and I met. It's a miracle he hung in there and stuck with me through the first couple of years....

I just ran off track on my thoughts.. but hey, isn't this what journaling is about? Random splats of what's inside my head, my heart.. spilling out in text.


Ups and downs.... I wants to scrape the rust off, and get back to the me I adore.

Where do I start?