Well tomorrow I will be at my family reunion. We are having Bar-b-q for supper. My little stawbarryish haired baby will love this. The little sweety loves crowds. Patrick and Babycakes both buzzzzz around. Patrick is considered shy! While I hide behind him (handy about his size). I am afraid someone will say "hi" and I will freeze up...Fear of freezing up is worse than freezing up. Things had gotten better for a while, but lately I am having a hard time. People to whom, I normally can talk , I just smile uncomfortably. It has gotten to a point where my mom thinks she has to force me out of my shell.
I went to Lubbock yesterday, She took me shopping. I realized that for me I found nothing even remotely attractive. There were a few cute things for Babycakes..Babycakes like shopping and wants a leopard printed skirt...My daughter the bombshell!
Earlier Babycakes teethed on my cell phone, it went ka put. So we went and got a new one. And after four hours we somehow made it home with one I still can't call anybody on!
It guess it doesn't matter, my mom and Patrick are the only people I call. I would call more but I feel like an idiot on the phone, and prefer not to force my goofy self on anybody, so I avoid callin people.
What am I going to do? I am thinking of finding a big giant comfortably warm cave and hibernate with Babycake until spring. I know she doesn't like that, but I am the Momma!
I hate September...I have hated it every since my sisters 21st birthday.
Gripe, Gripe, Gripe, boohoo! This is a grippy entry, I have just read the most the most recent entry from Susan Godfrey and am touched beyond belief. My heart aches for them.
