you were always dancing in and out of view, i must have thought you'd always be around.
Let me preface this post by saying: Houston, we have a cannon. Sorry, it had to be done! Anyway, that's me on the left (looking photogenic as always), my mother in the middle, and my sister on the left. This picture was found on WireImage, which clearly means I'm a celebrity, right?
We decided to go to the Dynamo game tonight, mainly because we know my nana would have wanted us to, and because there was nothing else to do but sit around and cry. I was worried my mom might not make it but I think it served as a good distraction - as shown above, heh. It was at least two hours where she didn't have to think about things. It was a great game too, the fact that we almost blew a three goal lead was a little ... worrisome, but we pulled it out in the end and that's all that matters. I was just going to have to kick myself in the ass if we went to the game and Dynamo lost. I mean, that would just be the best way to cheer a person up, right? But luckily we won, and Chingy even scored! I was hoping he would after Twellman got one this afternoon. Lord knows the press would have had a fit if Twellman got one and Brian didn't after the USMNT roster was named.
But yay, because of this win we're now at the top of our conference. And we've got the cannon! Which I got to touch, by the way. Also, sorry, but this has to be said, the Dallas fans that came to the game ... sucked. They tried to intimidate the Army before we went in, banging on their drums, but we just kind of rolled our eyes. And man, we didn't hear shit from them. Not a peep. I also have to state, just for the record, that our 'Cha Ching' sign was ten times better than theirs, even with the shiny new footprint it has. Some teenies showed off their Kenny Cooper signs before the game and I may have vomitted in my mouth a little, oops. I'm such a bitch.
Other than all that, I'm actually good. I think the problem is, or the explanation I guess I should say, is that for most of my life, I didn't know my grandmother. After we moved to Texas, which is about five years ago now, I got to know her more, but we've never been super-close. So I'm sad, of course I'm sad, but I'm not devastated. She was a great woman, strong and intelligent and politically conscious (she once told me she wasn't ready to go because she needed to vote in the '08 election), I admire her and I'll miss her. But mostly, I'm relieved. It got bad towards the end and I'm just happy that she isn't in any pain anymore. I guess I'm more concerned with my own mother now more than anything.
But thank you for everyone who commented on my last post, your thoughts really mean a lot. It's nice to know people care. :)