I picked up the pictures from David, for Gramma Mimi. I even went to Lisa's and wrapped them up for shipping. Not with an open, loving heart, however. I chose to wallow in self-pity and exaggerated (some imagined) wounds. If it wasn't one person it was the other, I was a ball of pain. Joanna came to town with Nathan. We got Hayden and Nathan together and they had a great time! At lunch on Saturday, with family, I was waaaaay bitchy and snippy (though right in principle, the, ah, example wasn't accurate/appropriate). So Donna came and took me for a drive and a much needed puking session. I said what needed to be said, for it to be gone from my soul, so as not to fester and spoil my thoughts. Ah, what a relief! Hayden was at the zoo with Nathan and Jared & Liz. When they returned, we (us + Nathan) went to see my niece Brittany's basketball game. Nathan was so excited to meet another cool cousin! She played well, it was a blast. We absorbed her into our mass and went to Aunt Karna's for dinner. Joanna had recovered enough from her migrane, she was willing to take on the kids and go to The Wild... I ran away to hang out with Lisa and Brian :::bg::: ***Warning***out of character behavior*** We went to the Cage Fights at the Armory on the Fairgrounds. Totally bizarre, in every way! My expectations surprised me by even existing, then my disappointment was a shock, the fact that there were 8 pregnant girls in attendence strikes me mute... I was really surprised (and a bit elated) when I began coaching the yeller sitting in front of me and he took the coaching! I had some crazy commentary... this was truly another piece of diana history, the big grand sociology experiment which I am. A drunk girl fell on us and flashed a bleacher full of rednecks. Only two of 26 fighters bled (externally). There was a lot of wrestling, dancing... even some praying. Not a lot of fighting. Lisa thinks the first three minutes should be used to insult one another, so at least there'd be some adreneline flowing. I spent lots of time talking to the yeller, who turns out to be a pretty cool guy. We met up for a beer after the match and ended up talking until 5 am.
Sunday ended up strange, too... I slept with my cell phone, in case David called for church in the am -nope- We got up in time to go to Aunt Karna's for lunch... JamieJason came up with the rest of their family and Jon was in good spirits... what a great day! (Pictures to come!). Wrassled a bit with jason - he's huge!- someday, I'll kick his ass without having to fight like a girl... until then, I won like a girl! Brian called and was desperate to play some disc golf - I'm not good, but I'm a hell of a lot of fun. Brian sold the park to an incredibly tired Hayden and he joyfully came with us. At Tuthill Park, a hot-air balloon was half filled on the lawn, readying for take-off. Hayden bee-lined for the spectacle and we got front row viewing of the amazing process... we stood in awe until the wind took it over the tree line and out of sight. We threw the bottom few holes, tossed a disc for Buddha, laughed A LOT, I pushed Hayden on the swings and coached him on jumping off... I walked thru the thick, cool grass with bare feet (Hannah would say: Hannahbear feet)... I was high to just be alive for such a peaceful, joyful moment.
Sunday ended up strange, too... I slept with my cell phone, in case David called for church in the am -nope- We got up in time to go to Aunt Karna's for lunch... JamieJason came up with the rest of their family and Jon was in good spirits... what a great day! (Pictures to come!). Wrassled a bit with jason - he's huge!- someday, I'll kick his ass without having to fight like a girl... until then, I won like a girl! Brian called and was desperate to play some disc golf - I'm not good, but I'm a hell of a lot of fun. Brian sold the park to an incredibly tired Hayden and he joyfully came with us. At Tuthill Park, a hot-air balloon was half filled on the lawn, readying for take-off. Hayden bee-lined for the spectacle and we got front row viewing of the amazing process... we stood in awe until the wind took it over the tree line and out of sight. We threw the bottom few holes, tossed a disc for Buddha, laughed A LOT, I pushed Hayden on the swings and coached him on jumping off... I walked thru the thick, cool grass with bare feet (Hannah would say: Hannahbear feet)... I was high to just be alive for such a peaceful, joyful moment.
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