MW and I got married last night.
She won a trip to Cancun, but had to have someone who lived with her over the age of 25 and made a certain amount of money. The guy asked her ‘Are you married? Do you have a live-in boyfriend?’ She didn’t want to give up the trip, so she said she had a gf – me 
On the way home after the meeting was over, we laughed – she is my ‘spouse’ but we have never even kissed! We were the only lesbian couple in there, and also the youngest couple. We played it up and had a blast. It was interesting to see how these older couples watched us.
Call us suckers, of course we had to sit through a sales pitch. But, you know, we got an all expenses paid trip to Cancun for sitting through an hour presentation. I don’t know about you, but I don’t get paid enough in an hour to pay for a trip to Cancun and so I saw it as a good investment! At some point during the next year, I will be sitting on a beach! Wahoo!
I’m heading to Houston today for the weekend. My youngest nephew is 2 today. It will be good to see them, but I’m having mixed feelings about the weekend. I have this knot in the pit of my stomach that I will see my mom. I have not seen her in 2 years and it’s been almost that long since I’ve even talked to her. My sister told me a few days ago my mom had been in the hospital. They told her she had a blood clot in her chest. For some reason, I feel strangely detached from it. I don’t want anything bad to happen to my mom, but I’m having a hard time being concerned. I asked my sister if my mom would be at the party, and my sister said she didn’t think so. I would never miss my nephew’s party to avoid my mom, but seeing her would be something I would need to psyche myself up for.
A - Age: 26
B - Best feature: I am good at listening.
C - Car I first owned: 1994 Jeep Wrangler
D - Depeche Mode song: Who picked Depeche Mode?
E - Easiest person to talk to: It depends on what it is and how much I’ve had to drink. If I’ve had enough to drink, I’ll tell anyone anything.
F - Farthest from home that I’ve traveled: Bismarck, ND
G - Gummi Bears or Gummi Worms: I like the white or pink gummi bears or the sour gummi worms
H - Hair color: light brown
I - Instruments: I could play the trumpet back in the day, but haven’t touched one in years
J - Jellybean flavor: cream soda
K - Kids: None
L - Longest car ride ever: straight through from Dallas to Houston to Helen, GA on 2 hours of sleep in the last 48 hours
M - Mom’s name: Cheryl
N - Name that was almost given to me: I’m named after my aunt, so I almost got her full name (Amy Lenora) instead of just her first name
O - Oldest living relative: I have no idea
P - Phobia[s]: being hurt in a freak accident
Q - Favorite Quote: The eyes would have no rainbows if the soul had no tears.
R - Reason(s) to smile: unexpected phone calls
S - Song I sang last: Nelly and Tim McGraw – Over and Over Again
T - Time I wake up: 6-7a
V - Vegetable I hate: Brussel sprouts
W - Worst habit: lack of commitment
X - X-rays I’ve had: a lot
Y - Yummy food: Pumpkin Bread
Z - Zodiac sign: Gemini Horse
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I had not seen my father in about 15 years - up until about May or June. Sometime 3 years ago, I was informed that he had Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma. He didnt want to see his daughters (my sisters and I) because he said we were seeing him because he was probably dying.
I didnt know what to think or feel when hearing about him having this illness. I was strangely numb.
He called not long ago out of the blue to tell me my grandmother was dying and that he wanted to see us again - or at least hear our voices. I met him a few weeks later at the funeral home in Conroe. It was VERY VERY good to see him and the rest of my family whom I had not seen in FOREVER.
We also had a few days to chat. I didnt get to really speak with him because my talk-a-holic sister grabbed most of his time but I did get to get some things out into the open and let the healing begin - especially with my step-mother.
Anyway… that is what happened to me. Things may not always work out the same between you and your mother - but at least give it the chance. IF you want. 15 years for me to hold on to something or against someone really did a number on me mentally. Please dont let the same thing happen to you.
Comment by princessvespa — October 29, 2004 @ 4:42 am
I appreciate you sharing that with me. I am glad that you were able to find a better place and speak with your father. I quit talking to my dad for 5 years over something that seemed so important at the time and seems so silly now. Once I got over the inital hurt, pride would not let me take the step. A few years ago, he was in ICU for a few days and I didn’t find out until he was out. I finally realized that my pride was not worth it, and so we talk now on a regular basis and are working on our relationship.
There was another time in my life where I went 2 years without talking to my mother. Some things happened, and I realized I would be sad if something happened to her and I did not see her and so I invited her back into my life. The problem is my mother is not a very positive individual and even with all the miles between Dallas and Houston, she still manages to wreak havoc in my life if I allow her to be a part of it.
I hope that a day will come where things can be different, but today is not that day.
Comment by jaxia — October 29, 2004 @ 6:00 am