That is cool, bonny.
I just texted the dude from last night. Waiting to hear back.
I may have had two glasses of wine on a mostly empty stomach. Damn, I'm a lightweight. Consuming protein now.
Womack ,'The Message'
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That is cool, bonny.
I just texted the dude from last night. Waiting to hear back.
I may have had two glasses of wine on a mostly empty stomach. Damn, I'm a lightweight. Consuming protein now.
My 96 year old great-uncle passed away today. He was an amazing man who was sharp and amazing until the end. I'm really going to miss him.
I am sorry, sj.
Thanks, Cass. I know I should just be happy that he lived a good long life, but I can't stop crying. He was so much like my Nana, who I lost 18 years ago this month, and he was just so amazing with his stories of growing up in Italy, his incredible garden, etc.
I'm sorry, sj. He sounds lovely.
I know I should just be happy that he lived a good long life, but I can't stop crying.
You can be glad he lived a good life and still miss him like crazy. It's really okay. I am sorry you are hurting.
I'm so sorry for your loss, sj. My grandfather also died at 96, and even though it was time for him to go it was still too soon for the rest of us. These people leave a hole behind that no one else can ever quite fill. {{{sj}}}
96 years is a loooong time until they're 95. Then its not nearly enough. I'm so sorry, sj.
He was very pleased with himself that he made it past his mother's age of 94, but then he was aiming for 100, of course.
Before I came home to this news I had a wonderful day in Newport with TCG. We went to our favorite little Christmas shop and he bought me a kindle ornament for next Christmas and then we had a yummy dinner.
sj, I'm so sorry.
My boyfriend Dr. Horrible goes to the beach.
We saw 12 dolphins way out at sea this morning. Later, the 5 of us womenfolk went to get excellent pedicures. I got home from the pedicure to find that Tim had bought me a pint of Crown Royal. Seriously. After dinner there were birthday cupcakes. And we just got in from watching the International Space Station fly over. Tomorrow, we ride for the North.
After dinner, almost everyone had gone outside, except Tim's SiL, Tim's dad, and me. And I was on my way out, but I went and hugged Tim's dad and thanked him for my birthday present (I got stuff other than a cupcake) and thanked him for the week at the beach. And he said you're welcome, and so forth, and I walked around to the fridge or something, and when I turned back around he was just sobbing his poor heart out.
The last time we were all here at the beach, Tim's mom was alive; I know that all week everyone's been thinking about that.
So I walked over to Tim's dad and asked if I could hug him, and he said yes, and I just hugged him while he cried some more, and Tim's SiL said how much she's thought about Tim's mom all week.
I know I've grumbled a lot about him this week, and I stand by my grumbles, but...he's a good man, and a good dad, and I do love him, and I hate that he's grieving, although this grief is a natural thing, and he needs to go through it.
Later on, he gave Tim a carving he bought of a wee sea turtle hatching from an egg, because of the sea turtle that laid her eggs behind the house at the beginning of the week. He said he also bought one for Tim's other 2 brothers.
The interfering in our relationship is not cool, and my position on that isn't going to change. But...I just wanted to share a couple stories that didn't cast him in such a negative light.