I am so grateful and so glad that my friend's kitties are on the plane on their way to Nebraska to start their new life with her. The responsibility is now off my shoulders. *falls over in relief and almost cries*
I am grateful for the nourishing tears that fall from the gray sky.
I am grateful for the color of the sky (gray) that reminds me what color eyes I would love to have.
Well... if I were you (and I'm giving you that caveat -- if I were you), I wouldn't let this hang between you two. I'd call her up (because it's more personal than texting) and tell her "hey, I'm sorry I hid how I was feeling, but the truth is, I am not very good at dealing with feelings. You're my MOH, you are probably aware of this about me." And go from there.
Bachelorette parties are difficult things to deal with... I guess that's why a lot of my friends have forgone it and just have had bridal showers instead. There's a lot of drinking, cackling like hyenas, and like you said, trashing the bride. If it's not your scene, that's cool. It doesn't have to be. There's no requirement it has to be. Besides, you cried -- it's not the end of the world. Everyone -- and I do mean everyone -- cries.
Not doing so well (hospitalized this past weekend but am now out), still pretty shaky.
I am enjoying the feel of carpet on my feet.
Bucket list... (of short-term goals) I'm going to eat some ice cream. I'm going to get my car's oil changed. I'm going to brush Savannah. I'm going to vacuum. I'm going to put the little litter box back in the big cat carrier. I'm going to do some laundry. I'm going to wash the dishes. I'm going to take out the garbage. I'm going to do some serious Febreeze-ing.View Thread
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