the little everyday stories

 

There were many "a ha moments" today. And I didn't like them. But not liking them is the only way you change them.  

 

"You should have seen your face when you looked at him. And he looked at you the same way."  "He's my guy. Always has been and always will be," she said.  And then I cried hopeful tears.

 
It was one of those days where the snow slowed everyone and everything down. It's a welcome change of pace after the holidays. We're just biding our time until Spring.

We talked for a long time about how sexy bald men are.  She ended with this: "I hope when you get your bald man he is as wonderful as mine." I got all weepy inside. 

I didn't think Max would live to see the end of 2011 but I never thought that 5 days in I'd be holding him and kissing him and sobbing, saying goodbye. He was a good dog. He was my baby. The house is so quiet. My bed will be so empty. thank you for 10 wonderful years, Max. 

"I thought I'd kill two birds with one stone. I'd come down here to meet him for a beer and you lived here anyway."  At that moment, my night was over. 15 minutes later, it was. 

 

An unknown An number on my phone and a voicemail. I immediately liked the voice, but what I really liked was the fact that he called instead of texting.