Okay Andrea.........again I find myself doing something for you! LOL
Today wore my ass out again. I got a little frustrated, but no biggie. I am a big girl and wear big girl panties...................
Rusty and I decided to just walk the trail after work instead of the gym just 'cause I had a bad day and I just didn't want to be around people. So, we came home and got the Mah Sue (as in Mar Sue for Marley Sue) and hit the trail. We found a geocache that we couldn't before and didn't have anything to sign the damn log! After that we went to the mall and picked up some work boots for Rusty and then dropped Mah at home. We decided we would try Jalisco's since everyone raves about it. Rusty LOVED it, I would have preferred it be Quan's like when I worked there but wish in one hand and shit in the other huh??
We ordered a pitcher of strawberry margarita's and they were pretty damn good I suppose. I thought I was having a little spell getting dizzy then I remembered I was drinking! LOL! I was having a pretty decent time until Rusty asked if I had thought about what today was. Of course not, and how could I let myself forget. Today was my Pootie's birthday. As soon as he mentioned the date I knew. My smile went away and my eyes filled with tears. I controlled myself but that took over my mind. I miss my baby so much. There isn't a day go by that I wouldn't give all to have him here with me indefinitely. So my good buzz/drunk turned to a time of sadness.
We came home and I decided I was calling my mommy! LOL! So, we talked for a bit and then I checked e-mail. My sister-in-law sent me a pic of the display that she has put up for her dog they just had put to sleep two weeks ago. Well, that didn't help with my mood one bit! She was suffering something awful.....so it really is a blessing that they decided to stop it. So, there goes my good evening.
I am relaxed from the margarita's but sad from the memories. I know I am supposed to remember the good times and as Rusty said.........this is a day to celebrate. If it weren't for this day we wouldn't have ever had our Pootie. I know, I know. I'm selfish though and I want him back! So, in memory of my baby boy......................................................
Damn is right. That sucks Tara. I'm sorry. Sometimes it sucks to love something so much. I hope your weekend is good. :) Love up on Mar Sue.
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