Dyllan and I where sitting at home, bored out of are minds. Ok, he wasn't, he was entertaining himself with my lap top and cell phone cords. I know, just lovely. He has 80 billion toys (or so it seems, when I'm picking them up every night). But I love him and he so knows it.
I really wanted to get out of the house and finally could drive somewhere, thanks to my wonderful friend Timothy, who fixed my car for me. But back to my original thoughts. I have been thinking about Di and Linda lately. How I miss them, and Nana Linda has not met Dyllan. (I know sad, he is almost a year old) I decided to text Di and see how her night was going. We both had no idea what we where going to do for dinner. Then we decided, hey why not go to dinner. I mat them at there house. I finally got to see Linda's wonderful new house. Dyllan of course got into anything and everything he could. Nana Linda's house is not quit Dyllan proofed yet. And I swear Dyllan is why smarter then his own good. I think he even ate some cat food tonight.
Dinner was wonderful. Oh how I missed La Comdia. And then of course we went shopping. Di and I got more matching clothes. I know it's said. But we like the same things. (I'm so waring my new comfy capris as I'm sitting here typing this.)
It was something I needed. A girls night out, well of course Dyllan was there. I hope we start hanging out more often. I don't normally go out with just the girls. I have a hard time getting out of the house sometimes. I'm not really sure why. I just do. I guess it might be becasue I'm a little ashamed of the reasons why I moved back to Chico. I know I defiantly shouldn't be, at all. But it just seems like when I see old friends they judge me becasue I left my husband and now am back. I'm trying to get over it. Life is just crazy, and it makes me even crazy. Which is so not a good thing.
My family has grown so much over the past few years. It is sad that I'm closer to my "adopted" sisters then my own sister. But that's the way the cookie crumbles. I'm not sure what I would do with out the women in my life. They keep me together. I love my whole crazy big family.
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OH Sammy. You warm my heart. Every inch of it. I love you more than you know and I am SO SO SO happy to be close to you and Dylan and have you as part of our family. DO NOT be ashamed of why you are back here, k? We did not choose the paths our husbands have taken. So, you keep your head held high, get out of the house whenever you feel like it, and let other people get over themselves.
ReplyDeleteI am so glad to have gotten to see you so much this week and I hope and pray it continues. I love you and Dylan and Payton. Yeah for crazy families, right? Family is what you make of it...we are family! Love you.