Just when I thought the drama of the past month was over, life threw some more my way! Early this week while at Curves ( yes I still go at least three times a week, cheaper then a shrink!) an older lady that lives near me was giving me the update on some recent deaths in her church. A side note here, my town used to be very, very small, in fact we were a very nice little farm town until the developers and the chain stores invaded us....progress I guess. I've been told that I am very good at retaining gossip, but in my town the old timers aren't gossiping we are just informing the current events to one another. Anyway, Mrs. N. told me that a gentleman had passed who happened to be the father of my best friend from high school. D and I along with our friend C all were buddies from 8th grade on. Even after high school. But we all went our separate ways after each of us divorced. C and I see each other often because our daughters are in Choir and go to the same high school. D was my Matron of Honor in both of my weddings. D has had major health issues over the years, along with some really bad luck involving her choice in husbands, she's had 3.
I went to the wake on Tuesday and I knew before hand my old friend D was not doing well. She's had all sorts of ailments over the years and because of these and years of smoking she is on oxygen. She was so happy to see me, even with her illnesses she still had the old gleam in her eye from long ago. C even showed up and it was like old times, if only for a short bit. The mother in D's family is a nurse, the whole family in her mind is dying and has been for many many years! It was a very surreal experience, one that made me grateful for my health and my own crazy family. D is being taken care of though, hopefully she will be enjoying some better days ahead. I do have her phone number and will be calling her. Hopefully, her sister's prediction (she is also sickly) of her upcoming death will be wrong.
I was driving happily home from work last night only to be greeted by my hubby who was in the middle of a major tantrum. Work woes (the other truck driver is a stoner, who regularly blames my husband of breaking his truck) and the fact that thiscomputer was acting up again. My computer is very, very old. It was my fathers and I think he gave it to me shortly after my mom died in 1999. It crashed once and a kid at Eric's school restored it for me. Now it won't read my disc for my photos. I have more bragging baby pictures on it too! BLAH! I think it's time for a new one, but I am getting a camera first!
I guess you will all have to settle for pictures of the new baby, Rylan...my brother's son, who was born in February. Many of you remember he and his twin Tyson were born premature and Tyson died a couple of days after his birth. I still haven't seen Rylan, my husband is still miffed at my brother for never inviting us over after he helped him build a bedroom. I'll make him swallow his pride and we will ride over there soon, I'd really like to see the kid before he goes to college ;)
Rylan shortly after his birth...
Rylan is 3 1/2 months now!

Otherwise the motorcycle is running great finally and the weather is sunny and perfect for a ride. Now if the daughter would find a job so the hubby will be happy we can all take a step back relax and enjoy the upcoming summer...I know I WILL, dispite it all!