throughnthrough

Okay, my apologies to all for the emotional dramatics and acrobatics of last night's blog. It reminds of that lovely scene from Super Troopers.

"You know when they get that syrup in them, they get all antsy in their pantsys'."

That's me on thought-provoking movies. I think until I drive myself nuts. But, it's like train wreck t.v. or a donkey show. You know you shouldn't look, you don't even WANT to look...but for some reason you just CAN'T look away....

The hubby actually made a rule for a me: I am NEVER, and I repeat never EVER allowed to watch sad movies if I am by myself. Seem ridiculous? Well, you've never come home to a blubbering mess on the floor who is CONVINCED that whatever happened in the movie COULD happen to her, if it wasn't already happening. Be it my own child dying, or my husband cheating (which means he comes home to a blubbering mess with a really good arm [daddy didn't raise a priss when it comes to baseball }), or a loved one dying too soon...I seem to incorporate it into my life until someone can slap some reality into me. La vie....I never claimed to be anything other than a work in progress

So, another large thank you to WolfyOne who helped me keep a steady head, last night and this morning.
and another, no less important, and still one of my favorite men ever: suispud1 for making me feel semi-normal, last night. The SG community never fails to amaze me. There's some truly good folk around here. (he said, SG should save some time and make me pink NOW! *teehee*- never fails to make me smile, that one )

OH! and I thought i would leave you with this, on this, yet again BEAUTIFUL morning in NY...more of my dream house:

I want to live somewhere like this:



with this:



and a little bit of this, this, this, and this nearby:




Wishing you all a fabulous morning, SG!!!
xoxo
TnT