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Jul. 16th, 2005 09:59 amI'm tempted to give you a whole post 'o squee about Justin&Chris talking, JC, Joey&Lance bowling and how much I adore Chris' hair, guh, the upturned bit at the back? Just guh! But I won't -- for now ;)
James and Corey are gone but their departure wasn't a good one as somehow I messed up setting the alarm so we woke up ten minutes before he was due to meet the others, right the way over at Sunderland, which is a 15/20 minute drive away. It was my fault, I totally hold my hands up to that but damn, there was no need to be such a bitch about it because what it comes down to is he's 30 year old and more than capable of setting the alarm himself. So yes, we didn't part on the best of terms this morning.
Also, my grandad died a year ago today. Which I'm okay about, the way he was at the end wasn't my grandad anyway, being blind, deaf, unable to move and stuck in the past was no way to be. Especially for a man who used to be so strong, working to build houses and lavishing care on his family and garden. My nanna came to see me yesterday, after I'd been soundly told off for not wearing shoes in the house ( because she's convinced one day my feet will drop off because of it, and hey, she was nearly right *g* ) we talked a while about him. Her house is being modernised by the council right now and the stuff grandad built in it, like the fireplace, is being ripped out and she's having to throw away so much stuff. Things they bought as a couple and she's so down right now, it's hard to see. She'll be fine though, I'm sure she will. But yes, I'm more looking at last year and thinking thank goodness there's a years' difference, because last year this time my grandad and James' died within weeks of one another and I became sicker than I'd ever been. Add in my well meaning auntie and cousins who came into my life after years away and decided I was depressed and nearly drove me out of my mind and just, it wasn't a good time.
But that was a year ago and right now I'm so incredibly happy. There's stories to read, pictures to look at ( on my squee, have you seen him?! Ahem, sorry *g* ) posts of joy on my flist, a full day to myself and James has just phoned to say they're there and sorry, which is good because he should be ;)
Let the day of slothness, sparkly and sentinel goodness begin!
James and Corey are gone but their departure wasn't a good one as somehow I messed up setting the alarm so we woke up ten minutes before he was due to meet the others, right the way over at Sunderland, which is a 15/20 minute drive away. It was my fault, I totally hold my hands up to that but damn, there was no need to be such a bitch about it because what it comes down to is he's 30 year old and more than capable of setting the alarm himself. So yes, we didn't part on the best of terms this morning.
Also, my grandad died a year ago today. Which I'm okay about, the way he was at the end wasn't my grandad anyway, being blind, deaf, unable to move and stuck in the past was no way to be. Especially for a man who used to be so strong, working to build houses and lavishing care on his family and garden. My nanna came to see me yesterday, after I'd been soundly told off for not wearing shoes in the house ( because she's convinced one day my feet will drop off because of it, and hey, she was nearly right *g* ) we talked a while about him. Her house is being modernised by the council right now and the stuff grandad built in it, like the fireplace, is being ripped out and she's having to throw away so much stuff. Things they bought as a couple and she's so down right now, it's hard to see. She'll be fine though, I'm sure she will. But yes, I'm more looking at last year and thinking thank goodness there's a years' difference, because last year this time my grandad and James' died within weeks of one another and I became sicker than I'd ever been. Add in my well meaning auntie and cousins who came into my life after years away and decided I was depressed and nearly drove me out of my mind and just, it wasn't a good time.
But that was a year ago and right now I'm so incredibly happy. There's stories to read, pictures to look at ( on my squee, have you seen him?! Ahem, sorry *g* ) posts of joy on my flist, a full day to myself and James has just phoned to say they're there and sorry, which is good because he should be ;)
Let the day of slothness, sparkly and sentinel goodness begin!
