D-R-A-M-A
Well, lets see, what have i been up to?
monday one of my friends and i were painting sets for the up coming new works production, and he had a seziure, and so i out him on the follor and moved everythign out of the way so he wouldnt hurt himself....and now i am being hailed as a hero...
tuesday--when my grandparents moved to louisville back in the 70s they moved with another family...and they have been best friends ever since...well, hte man has been very ill, him and his wife were sort of like my second set of grandparetns....well, on tuesdya he died....
wends....i had to work
thursday--nothing
friday--i went to his visitation, and i gues thats it
saturday---we went to a prayer service at the funeral home, and then in grand style went to high mass at St.Edwards Catholic Church, and thats where it hit me that he was really dead....then we went to St. Edwards Cemetary for the burial...then back to his widows house for lunch.....then we went to my grandparents house and i took a nap, im not too sure what everyone else did......then we went to red lobster, because it was their 50th wedding anniv., and then i went to eddys and i was in his bed, and i started crying because i was afriad that i didnt really get to tell pappy joe good-bye....eddy assured me that i did, and then he proceeded to tell me that he loved me, and of course being the helpless romantic that i am....i stopped crying and just layed there with him....
sunday---who knows, because its only 823 am?
BUt apparently pappy joe went to mass every morning and he was such a prominenet figure at st.edwards and that sort of inspired me to do osmethign with my faith, im not really sure what im ognna do with it, but im ognna do soemthing, i mean we're not talking super-chrisitan nikki, but i think i might look into going to church with his widow at St.Edwards......i really like father joe, and he was very kind and gentle yetserday.....gimme feedback on this...
love always,
nikki
monday one of my friends and i were painting sets for the up coming new works production, and he had a seziure, and so i out him on the follor and moved everythign out of the way so he wouldnt hurt himself....and now i am being hailed as a hero...
tuesday--when my grandparents moved to louisville back in the 70s they moved with another family...and they have been best friends ever since...well, hte man has been very ill, him and his wife were sort of like my second set of grandparetns....well, on tuesdya he died....
wends....i had to work
thursday--nothing
friday--i went to his visitation, and i gues thats it
saturday---we went to a prayer service at the funeral home, and then in grand style went to high mass at St.Edwards Catholic Church, and thats where it hit me that he was really dead....then we went to St. Edwards Cemetary for the burial...then back to his widows house for lunch.....then we went to my grandparents house and i took a nap, im not too sure what everyone else did......then we went to red lobster, because it was their 50th wedding anniv., and then i went to eddys and i was in his bed, and i started crying because i was afriad that i didnt really get to tell pappy joe good-bye....eddy assured me that i did, and then he proceeded to tell me that he loved me, and of course being the helpless romantic that i am....i stopped crying and just layed there with him....
sunday---who knows, because its only 823 am?
BUt apparently pappy joe went to mass every morning and he was such a prominenet figure at st.edwards and that sort of inspired me to do osmethign with my faith, im not really sure what im ognna do with it, but im ognna do soemthing, i mean we're not talking super-chrisitan nikki, but i think i might look into going to church with his widow at St.Edwards......i really like father joe, and he was very kind and gentle yetserday.....gimme feedback on this...
love always,
nikki