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Friday, July 21, 2006

When an odd event puts things into perspective for me

First things first, my little sister is finally in labor. Poor darlin is a week overdue. I hope I have a niece by the end of the day. :)

I got an email from my ex-boyfriend today. He will write from time to time to, I guess, give me updates on his life. I have never cared if he wrote to me. I mean, I don't have like major hard feelings for him so it's cool. Anyways, he wrote me and let me know he is getting married. I am glad for him but kinda sad for him too. For reasons that I won't go into here because I don't feel like writing a novella, we broke up and from what little exposure I have had, the reasons are still very prevalent in his life. His life is pathetic in a very real way. He has a ton of money, stands to inherit even more, and works a great job (I think) in which he makes even more money. But that's it. His entire existence is what he has recently purchased. Even his wedding announcement was a list of how much stuff he is purchasing and has acquired and how much the trip to get married will be. (He is getting married in Key West.) I mean, not "I am so in love and happy" or "You would really like her" or anything even about his bride. NOTHING. OK, does this strike anyone else as just a little pathetic? He is not even inviting his fam to the wedding. Or hers. Now, I ran off and got married to but our immediate familes were there. I know his family - his dad is probably not pleased about this. It's just.....I don't know. I hope he is happy. That's all I can really say. Despite his unending list of annoying qualities, way deep down is a cool guy. I am sad for that guy, not Pimp Daddy of today.

Anyways, all that being said, I realize that despite all my bitching about finances and my hubs and my recent issues, I am a lucky girl. True, we fight. True, I could smother him in his sleep sometimes. True, we frequently don't have 2 dimes to rub together. But I love him and he loves me. Isn't that what really matters? It is so easy to get caught up in the trappings of life, the things that every person feels the need to have in order to "keep up," but at the end of the day, all that matters is that the person you are having dinner with and watching movies with and going grocery shopping with is who you really love. All the other shit is just gravy.

Elizabeth at 12:11 PM

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at 1:37 PM Blogger patti_cake said...

Honey you are SO right. I could have married money instead of love and am so glad I chose love. It's not always perfect but it's real. Even when the frog peeps out of Prince Charmings pocket once in awhile ... :)

 
at 1:38 PM Blogger TBG said...

That is wonderful you sat back and realized how lucky you are. You and the hubby are two great people that deserve eachother. Love is a wonderful special thing!

You could not have said it better~ all the other stuff is gravy!

 
at 1:52 PM Blogger Mainline Mom said...

Awww man...just when I think you're nothing but a crazy bitch (in a good way) you go and get all sweet on me. You are totally right.

 
at 2:01 PM Blogger Kelly said...

Amen sista! Sending you some cyber hugs. You've had a lot on your plate this week. Ups and downs of marriage I suppose.

 
at 2:50 PM Blogger Carrie said...

Woo-hoo on sis being in labor!

You hit the nail on the head, what matters is that you love the person, which is WHY I am so stubbornly refusing to just go out with anyone. :)

 
at 2:59 PM Blogger Territorial said...

My lil'sister is 8 days overdue and NOTHING yet. She is being induced tomorrow morning. Was supposed to be today but they were short beds/nurses.

 
at 10:28 PM Blogger Nicole said...

You are so right my dear! I wanna see pictures of this new baby girl! Does she need any hair bows?:)

 

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