it's like the pony express...only not.

maybe the trend is that i blog once a month. i actually had to go back and read my last few posts cuz whooo knows what i wrote about.

anyway.

is anyone else scratching their head and thinking, "where in the heck did a month go?" seriously. not like there was anything super duper important. just woosh.

oh. my birthday celebration happened. here is me...florida airport..waiting for the girls. steve's finance bought me the tiara.

the plan wasn't to go to disneyworld. it just sorta happened via location

this was the beginning of the day. seriously, first thing.

this was mid- day - sometime after lunch but before the Dole ice cream...

you would not know it because of the flash but this was at the end of the day while we were waiting for the tram. right before this photo someone asked, "where did ALL THESE PEOPLE come from..." "from some women's woo haaas...that's alot of woo haaas..."  dying....

 here we are at the condo all ready to go home. 

deer update. 

and this came in the mail!

which...son says to me...via girlfriend...hey..the writing is vertical, not horizontal. (yeah, i remember sending proof..) 

and, as well, to you who read my blog, and to myself.....dayum...we are getting old. that boy is 26. 26!!!

my old anniversary is in may. it's been four years, it would have been 27 years...all so weird, nebulous...but, for the most part it's mostly just a "huh..." day on the calendar now. 

however.

dun duhnnnnnn

you so won't believe this.

toot toot toot'n along that day. had a massage - was good. that evening i decided to continue going through my stuff because of my next move. shred, trash, give away, blahblahblah...

low and behold... in the middle of some very innocuous papers JUMPS out the letter my ex wrote me the day he left the house. 

i . kid. you. not. 

i so thought that letter had been thrown out years ago. i remember reader no.6 being at my house and saying, "i think this should get thrown out" ...and agreeing.

whiskeytangofoxtrot.

a few tears. sure. but not unhinged clinging to the thread that holds life together. Thank you Jesus.

i'm going to keep celebrating my maturity - of body and soul - for abit longer.

peace out 'peeps.