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I haven’t been here much lately.
Let the spewing begin.
Today is my Dad’s Birthday. The longest day of the year, the first day of Summer. My dear old Dad turns 57. That seems so old to me. It is almost 60, and my grandparents didn’t live much into their 60’s. I guess that is what scares me. My tough, mighty dad, is entering old age. I cannot imagine a day that I won’t be able to call him to ask him for a favor or a bit of advice. As annoyed as I get with him for calling me so much (I’m a grown woman for Pete’s sake, do I really need to talk to my Dad every day?) I can’t imagine a day when the phone doesn’t ring and dad says, “Just calling to see what you’re up to.”
My husband was gone for the weekend. It was a long, lazy weekend. Not so much in a good way either. More in the, I cannot function, even to make my daughter dinner way. I am a sad woman.
I cannot seem to stop spending money. I cannot seem to wake up. I cannot seem to do much of anything except survive. And thrive on my husband’s presence. I sometimes think that I suck the life right out of him. I am the original Emotional Vampire.
We are going to see The Cat Empire next Thursday though, that should be fun. Ashley will be at Camp, so we don’t even have to worry about coming home.
Let the spewing begin.
Today is my Dad’s Birthday. The longest day of the year, the first day of Summer. My dear old Dad turns 57. That seems so old to me. It is almost 60, and my grandparents didn’t live much into their 60’s. I guess that is what scares me. My tough, mighty dad, is entering old age. I cannot imagine a day that I won’t be able to call him to ask him for a favor or a bit of advice. As annoyed as I get with him for calling me so much (I’m a grown woman for Pete’s sake, do I really need to talk to my Dad every day?) I can’t imagine a day when the phone doesn’t ring and dad says, “Just calling to see what you’re up to.”
My husband was gone for the weekend. It was a long, lazy weekend. Not so much in a good way either. More in the, I cannot function, even to make my daughter dinner way. I am a sad woman.
I cannot seem to stop spending money. I cannot seem to wake up. I cannot seem to do much of anything except survive. And thrive on my husband’s presence. I sometimes think that I suck the life right out of him. I am the original Emotional Vampire.
We are going to see The Cat Empire next Thursday though, that should be fun. Ashley will be at Camp, so we don’t even have to worry about coming home.