Update!

Hello! We finally have power! I hope all my friends and family out there finally have power & did well thru the storm. We lost power around 4 am Friday night (the 12th) and got it back the 20th. I never realized all the things I take for granted! I love washing clothes! LOL.

Our house is fine. A few trees went down on the line between our house and the Oggero's, but they fell toward the street and no damage was done. We are extremely lucky we sit up on a hill, because a lot of people in the neighborhood behind us got many feet of water in their homes. We feel extremely blessed to have made it thru the storm and that we have such a happy, easy-going baby who wasn't at all bothered by the whole mess!

A few days after the storm passed, lucky me, I got a stomach virus. Ugh. But I am over that now and am feeling better. So much better that I played baseball with the kids on the street yesterday. I scored twice, yay! Our house is used as 3rd base. Lol. I LOVE our neighborhood!

Adam is going to California today for training @ his new job. I am very sad but I hope he has a good time & learns a lot.

I will post more as I get more organized, but I hope every one is doing well and you are all in my thoughts and prayers.

Best Husband EVER!

So...Adam & I went to the mall tonight with the Oggeros. We all hung out for a few minutes but Megan & I wanted to go shopping and so did the boys so we split up. Megan and I went to a few stores while the boys did their own shopping. After Megan & I were done, we were going to meet the boys at the play area but when we got there George said Adam was in the bathroom. We figured since Adam wasn't there we could go kill a few more minutes in Macy's. (I found 2 shirts for $4.99 each!) Any ways, after we got done in Macy's we went back to the play area and met the guys. Since the mall was about to close we decided to leave. We walked out to the car and Adam asked if I could strap James into his carseat. Well, after I strapped him in, I went to sit down and there was a little gold giftwrapped box in my seat with a bow on it. I opened the box and there was a little black velvet box. I opened it and there was the most beautiful ring in it EVER! He is so sweet. He knew I had been wanting this ring for like, a year and he got it for me!!! I LOVE IT!

I LOVE YOU, ADAM!

Here is a pic of my ring:

Time Heals All Wounds?

If so, why can't I get over it? I understand that we don't have a lot in common...but did we ever? Most of you probably know who I'm talking about without me even saying her name. Which is good, because I'm not going to call her out on the internet. Every one keeps telling me to get over it. People change, they grow apart, etc. But I'm not okay with that explanation. I have friends that I don't have a lot (anything?) in common with. But even so, I'm not going to cut them out of my life and pretend they don't exist. Especially not if we'd been friends for 21 years. How can you just pretend that everything that happened, all the years we spent getting into trouble, going on vacations, everything, just doesn't matter any more? I just don't understand. Last time I saw her, we hadn't seen each other in a few years, and we just picked up where we left off. So why when I got married did it all change? I know I said somethings out of bitterness & anger. But even when it was all said and done, she said that our friendship ending wasn't because of that, but because "we're just different people now." I know I made mistakes. I know I said things I shouldn't have said. But I'm human. I so badly wish I hadn't said the things I said, even though it ultimately may not have made a difference in the demise of this friendship.

"The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone." ~Harriet Beecher Stowe

I don't want to live this life knowing that I didn't do all I could to apologize. I know I have though. A few months ago I called her...just to see how she was doing and wish her well. I left a voicemail. I guess it was wishful thinking that she would call me back. It's worse that she won't even acknowledge my existence. I feel stupid for caring. It would be so much easier to not care. So much easier. And please don't tell me to let go, because believe me I want to. It's just not that easy.