Was supposed to have “second thanksgiving” with my sister and brother in law but unfortunately the snow has made it too dangerous to travel down there. I attempted and got too scared, especially because it’s not supposed to stop so coming home would have been even worse. I think I made the right decision turning around and coming home. My son was very disappointed but I’d rather us both be alive. But it’s only 4:15 and I am so bored.
I’m worried my son’s friends will not show up to his birthday party tomorrow because of the snow. I hope at least a few of them will brave it. It’s not until 12:30 and we are really only supposed to get another inch or two so I hope it will be ok. He’s at an age where he’s not going to care as long as he gets to bounce (it’s at an indoor bounce house arena). I will just feel bad. I already feel bad I had to postpone it because I was sick. I just hope he has fun.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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