New sherriff in town

Hmm...

How does one announce certain news? If I were have, let's say cancer, I would be morose and hopeful. If I gotten a job in another city I would be jubilent and excited. But what if one falls in love? Do they explode with butterflies and puppy dog tails? I did that last time and it blew up in my face. I had poured a lot of emotion into the previous effort and it went sour. And I really don't want that to happen this time.

Why? It's simple. Because I believe in this one. Well, I believed in the last two as well, but it feels different. I can't place my finger on it, but it's so... honest? Pure? I don't know. But I am giddy. Giddy giddy giddy. Giddy as a school girl.

I have a tendency to make my love posts all sugar-laden, almost to the point that you'll need an insulin shot after reading them. I'll try to keep the glucose to a tolerable level. But I've got to warn you.... I'm giddy.

She came all the way from California, so she's done both goth AND valley girl. Which is cool, as I've done both dork AND geek. Yeah, that's right. I've got range, people!! But she's cool. We can go from talking about Jake Ryan to mashed potato recipes and then over to discussing Nicolas Sparks movies... yeah.. she's cool. And I'm smitten.

..and giddy.

-J

Well well

Hmm...

A lot has happened in the while since I've last wrote. Anybody who reads this has surely already known about it, but in the case of writing and straglers, I'll recap.

My father has had some, let's say 'nasal issues, and was to get them corrected with surgery. His general doctor wanted a stress test for his heart and it's a good thing. Long story short, Daddy-O just had a quintuple bypass this past Monday. He came out drugged and sore, but ultimately alive, which is the exact outcome I wanted. He and mom are back home and now begins the process of eating better and exercise. Not just for him, but for me as well.

The interesting thing was catching up with family I haven't seen in years. My Aunt Betty and Uncle Jim, who moved up from Richardson to Miami, OK some time back moved down to Ada just a few weeks ago. I begged Betty to do this when she had kids living with her, so I could have been around my cousins Trent and Steven more (no offence Carrie but I was 6), but no dice. But we had a few conversations and that helped me so much. My Aunt Connie and Uncle Warren came up as well. And I would have to say, Connie helped me so much when my mother passed away. It was pretty emotional having my father go through open heart surgery, but having my family there made it so much better.

And now? Now I'm weighing my options. Some things have come to light and are in dire need of repair. Things will unfold, sails will unfural and maybe... just maybe... ships may launch.

I got emails from cousins I haven't seen in years as well. It seems that while we grow and move apart, we are after all family. Still haven't heard from Stephen, who was all-time favorite person when I was kid. Maybe his siblings will pass this on and let him know...

Yeah, I know... this is all gooshy family stuff. Or as Ed from Shaun of the Dead would put it, "Gaaaay....". Which I just watched last night. Again. Because I'm in love with Kate Ashfield. Yum.

Later