Ok, so I’ve had some time to think and chill the fuck out and would like to stress that I’m usually a really level-headed person, not prone to freaking out over things that are never, ever going to happen, well very rarely happen.
So, now the crazy fog has lifted and I can see that what happened to my dad was a freak incident and the chances of it happening to me are less than 0.1%, probably less to be perfectly honest, and I would like to apologise for me hysterical out-burst.
Apology accepted?
Good, let’s move on and forget it happened.
This weekend has been quite good, unfortunately being the idiot I am when we went to do our shopping for the week and also for the BBQ I forgot 1 vital ingredient for the Tandoori chicken I wanted to make, yes, I forgot the chicken. So we had the more traditional burgers and sausages with home-made potato salad, using chives from my very own herb garden, with some nice salad.
Combined with lots, and lots of alcohol, not for me obviously, as I’m still a little bit poorly, so I had tonnes of fun drinking orange juice (plenty of vitamin C) watching everyone else get stupidly drunk.! I’m not bitter, promise! To be perfectly honest I don’t drink all that much, maybe once a month if we go out to dinner and even then I only have one, two at the very most. I can’t remember the last time I was drunk, probably 2 years ago when we went on holiday to Cuba for 2 weeks, it was all inclusive so I took advantage of that, plus they had a really funky cocktail bar and I do love cocktails. Why have 1 shot of alcohol per drink when you can have 5!?!
N and I are just watching the Godfather III, I totally forgot how much of an abomination it is! I love the book by Mario Puzo and I’ve watched the first two films because N wanted to watch them and he has never read the book and wanted me to explain what was happening. They’re good films, the acting and the actors are amazing, but the third one was a step too far, again the acting is immense, but the story-line is a tad too much to believe.
Urgh, it’s just too much!
That’s all for now, more soon.
I tend to be the type of person that FREAKS OUT quite easily. (((hugs))) A book that has really helped me manage my anxiety is, The Power Of Now. I try to stay in the NOW as much as possible. I can’t control the past or the future, only the NOW.
Comment by boXx — June 29, 2008 @ 4:30 pm |
What kind of person never freaks out occasionally? Apart from a really really dull one, of course! I missed the last entry but would like to hear what you have to say re family stuff, when you’re ready to write it. L has not seen his children for three years – they dont want to see him (although he has never done anything wrong), probably because of whatever their mother has told them about L. He misses them dreadfully but says they have to find their own time to want to be with him. I find it difficult to deal with the fall-out from this, especially as my own children see their dad all the time, whenever they want to. Anyway, Im burbling now. s x
Comment by Stepfordtart — June 30, 2008 @ 8:33 pm |
I should have read everything before I jumped in commenting. Glad you are feeling better.
Comment by theskyisfallingin — June 30, 2008 @ 10:41 pm |