So much to say...
So My Birthday started out like crap. None of my plans went the way I wanted them to. Instead of going out like I wanted, I sat home at midnight, and watched "That 70's Show"... which was fine now that i look back on it.. On my Birthday, I went to Olive Garden for dinner, with Kylah, and Chet. I drank one Peach Bellini, and got pretty loopy off of just that. LOL.. It was good though. Let me tell you!!
So I had a lot of fun. Even though it wasn't the party fest I had always imagined it ended up being a very personable day, with friends, and a very dedicated boyfriend. Whom I love dearly.
Chet knew that I was upset about all of my plans crashing, so he made me open every one of my Christmas presents on Friday night. He's such a sweetheart. And on Christmas Eve he went out and bought me MORE!! (which he totally didn't have to do, and I never even expected!!) Then Christmas Day, Chet actually WANTED to go with me to my Grandparents for Christmas Dinner. He had a good time with my cousins, so I'm thankful for that. These kids are crazy!! We actually took them swimming in the middle of winter!! LOL.. (TheY WANTED TO GO!)..
So there was one damper that day. My Mother called, after 11 years of not hearing a word from her.. My gramma answered the phone, and looked at me, and mouthed, (It's your mother!!) I couldn't believe it. I got very numb. Can't really describe. Or maybe I just don't feel like reliving it. But yeah. I refused to talk to her, so my Gramma told her, "Well Jennifer I can't make her come to the phone. She doesn't want to speak to you." "Oh don't cry, I know I know... "
I was FURIOUS! How the hell can she start crying when for 11 years, (the most crucial years of your childrens life) you decide to just fall off the face of the planet? What the hell do you expect? Me to get on the phone all happy to hear from you, ready to confide in you like a mother? No, I'm very sorry. It hurt me too, but I am not going to trust you ever again! There's not a chance. My love is not for sale mother.
So I cried, and went for a walk, and then Chet came after me. He hugged me, and walked with me in silence, just letting me know that if I needed to vent He was there. I love him so much. His support was all I needed. So I bravely went back upstairs, and instead of letting her ruin my Christmas, I just acted like she never called.
How was everyone elses Christmas?
So I had a lot of fun. Even though it wasn't the party fest I had always imagined it ended up being a very personable day, with friends, and a very dedicated boyfriend. Whom I love dearly.
Chet knew that I was upset about all of my plans crashing, so he made me open every one of my Christmas presents on Friday night. He's such a sweetheart. And on Christmas Eve he went out and bought me MORE!! (which he totally didn't have to do, and I never even expected!!) Then Christmas Day, Chet actually WANTED to go with me to my Grandparents for Christmas Dinner. He had a good time with my cousins, so I'm thankful for that. These kids are crazy!! We actually took them swimming in the middle of winter!! LOL.. (TheY WANTED TO GO!)..
So there was one damper that day. My Mother called, after 11 years of not hearing a word from her.. My gramma answered the phone, and looked at me, and mouthed, (It's your mother!!) I couldn't believe it. I got very numb. Can't really describe. Or maybe I just don't feel like reliving it. But yeah. I refused to talk to her, so my Gramma told her, "Well Jennifer I can't make her come to the phone. She doesn't want to speak to you." "Oh don't cry, I know I know... "
I was FURIOUS! How the hell can she start crying when for 11 years, (the most crucial years of your childrens life) you decide to just fall off the face of the planet? What the hell do you expect? Me to get on the phone all happy to hear from you, ready to confide in you like a mother? No, I'm very sorry. It hurt me too, but I am not going to trust you ever again! There's not a chance. My love is not for sale mother.
So I cried, and went for a walk, and then Chet came after me. He hugged me, and walked with me in silence, just letting me know that if I needed to vent He was there. I love him so much. His support was all I needed. So I bravely went back upstairs, and instead of letting her ruin my Christmas, I just acted like she never called.
How was everyone elses Christmas?