
OK, I've had a slightly crazy day. Work wasn't so bad, but getting home and taking a nap always throws me off balance. I always wake up from a nap slightly startled because I always think I'm waking up late for work.
Today was my godchild's birthday. She's 12! I can't believe she's almost a teenager. I remember holding her when she was baptized. I believe I'm a good godfather, but sometimes I think her parents, my oldest friends, don't appreciate me for my efforts. Anyway, it's not about them, but about Gabby. I'm always there to call her on her birthday and Christmas and if she needs me for anything else. However, it always stresses me out to call around those times of the year. Again, not because of her, but because of her parents. We've grown apart and that's ok, but I try harder than they do and I'm tired of doing that.
So, not only is it her birthday today, but tomorrow is my mother's birthday too. She told me what she wanted last week, a jewelry box. I found some online, but they wouldn't make it here on time unless I paid something like 50$ in shipping charges. I decided to go to the mall and find it instead. I was so busy this past weekend that I TOTALLY forgot to do it. *Bad Son*
Again, last minute Breezy was out at the mall tonight looking for a jewelry box. I went to Pier 1, Linens N Things, Dillards and walked all around Lakeside mall, but I couldn't find one. I finally thought of JC Penney. I found a jewelry box there. THANK the GODS! By this point I was ready to fall to my knees crying and pleading, "I just want a jewelry box. For the love of God Please help me find a jewelry box." I'm glad I found one because I really didn't want to have a breakdown in the middle of the mall.
So, I get home afterward, and I start watching OPRAH...as if I need to be tortured anymore. I recorded this particular one because it was part of the Road Trip series and I wanted to see their lovefest cross country. At one point during the show
Gayle is having problems with her contacts and she needs to take them out and get her glasses. Oprah says to her, as Gayle is struggling to get the lenses out and turn the inside car light on, "Here baby, let me get the light."
Um, need I say more? That was my money shot. My night is complete.
Oh, three beers and a Xanax help too. hehehe
I love my dolls!