Merry? Ha....

Day 3 of being in a hotel, but there is hope!  I couldnt get out of Baltimore on Monday due to the backlog of flights that were cancelled on Saturday during the blizzard.  And let me just take this time to say I will NEVER...EVER..(insert Smokey voice here)...book a flight with Delta Airlines. They are THE most unprofessional, uncoordinated bunch of asses I have ever had to deal with.  There were a number of fights almost started at the airport as a result of their ignorant agents. 

Attempt number 2 to get home to Oklahoma was made on Christmas Eve, but I'll be damned if Oklahoma didnt pick that day to have a blizzard, so they cancelled all flights to and from.  My original plan was to go to San Antonio to kick it with some people I used to be stationed with there.  Then my daughters father (see I usually call him my donor but Im trying to be good) asked me to come to Dallas so she could spend Christmas with him and his family.  Hence the reason I spent a wonderful Christmas with Marriott....staying the night at his house would've been a little too "National Lampoon" like for me.

This is the first Christmas in my 29 years that I've missed a Christmas with my family in the country, but I never would've imagined the cluster that I've dealt with trying to get here.   After all I've been through this holiday season (losing my papa at Thanksgiving and now this), please forgive me if I fail to see what's so 'merry'. 

Hopefully yours was better than mine...

xoxo

And Then They're Gone...

Last Tuesday my grandfather passed away, after a short (or long?) battle with lung cancer. I barely even remember him smoking, he stopped when I was 9 or 10 (a good 20 years ago), but I guess by then the damage was already done because it still caught up with him.

He was that person who was the class clown; always joking and playing, sometimes to the point where we'd say 'Hush Papa you play to much'. So when I went to see him in July when he first went to the hospital, laid up in a drug induced coma with tubes coming out of every opening, it was a hard sight to see. I'm thankful that I got to see him then, and talk to him quite a bit after that, for over the next few months he was in and out until they finally placed him on life support. My grandmother made the hard decision to discontinue it, feeling like we all did, that she was tired of seeing him suffer.

Trey Songz-Invented Sex

*sigh* Cigarette please?

Art Imitates Life?

So after days of 'boycotting' in my own little way, I decided to go ahead and listen to Rhianna's latest single.  Just reading the lyrics on NecoleBitchie I figured it would be hella depressing, but I didnt realize how much until the very end of the song (if you've heard it then you know what I'm referring to).

Slow Love

Ok for all my 80's babies, this one is what I call a throwback. Aside from the short puffy tail in the back and the one gold-trimmed tooth in the front, lol, I love everyhing about this song.  Reminisce with me :-)

xoxo