throwback to almost 4 1/2 years now...
our lovely residence in Hunter's Creek Village in Houston,
where my beloved husband and I lived.
I loved the open-ness of this home, walls of glass overlooking property where I would
spend hours with the plants and flowers, always anticipating what would happen each seasson.
however, no matter how much I love the home and my life with my husband,
life changes, doesn't it?
I've had a bit of depression lately, cause really unknown,
& I'm struggling through it by cleaning house,
re-arranging everything, and visiting my friends.
also, I've noticed I want a cocktail in the late afternoon &
evening. there is nothing in my apartment, as I never
even drink wine on my own.
but. if it were here I would drink it.
my daughter's divorce is still filled with animosity,
mostly over money & child custody.
my little grandson is going to be 6 this summer & my daughter has waited her whole life for this child.
so she wants full custody & won't budge.
so, in return my soon-to-be ex-son-in-law is going to force
her to sell her home, even though he has a home of his own
which he's owned for 20 years.
my son, who's here in Houston, with his 4 kids, is leaving
for the entire summer the day after Memorial Day.
the point of all this, I think, is that MY FRIENDS are so
super important to me, they sustain me daily, and I need
an injection of girl-friend love immediately.
does this sound pitiful?
no matter, it's the truth.
it's beginning to get WARM in Houston, so I'll get up earlier to
walk my baby boy, Bono, the rock-star Maltese, because he gets hot too.
then I've decided after his walk, I'M WALKING on my own,
to get some exercise in, to keep the blood flowing, and maybe help me lose some weight, which isn't happening with diet alone.
500-1000 calories a day doesn't do it for me, I gotta get out
there and sweat.
if you know anyone who need little girl toddler clothes,
we're still have a Memorial Day sale with
40% OFF EVERYTHING.
much love, my friends