Last night I answer the phone.
Greg: Mom I am here on the east coast.
me: oh my God you are home!
Greg: yep I will be California tomorrow, will you come get me?
me: you don't have to ask. I will be there. I must warn you. I may hug you to death.
Greg: That's fine.
Me: hey a bunch of us are going body surfing on Friday do you want to come?
Greg: you want my paste white body on the beach?
Me: hey if I can take my white bum to the beach so can you.
Greg: its a date
It is funny how fast life can change. Friday is Ryans birthday, so the girls and I were going to surprise hm and pick him up from school and take him down to the ocean. I cant wait to go body surfing! I know I will be sore on Saturday, but hey, I have pain pills. You only live once, so why not.
Yesterday I told Rusty that I wanted to get another ct scan, and that I have been thinking a lot about the surgery. I don't want it, but I also don't want to die because I was to stubborn to get the surgery.
Rusty so does not want me to have the surgery. I asked him if I did have it if he would be there when I woke up. He just kissed and said you know I will.
Yesterday I wanted hot pig sex, it turns out I got something better. I got to feel my husbands tender side. The side that says I love you more then I have ever loved anything else. Sometimes a girl just needs to know that she is loved that much.
I asked Rusty if someone was cutting my hair while I was sleeping. I just got that look. The look that says you ask the strangest questions. I swear my hair is getting shorter. I want my hair to reach my bum. While I was growing up I use to hate my hair, and mom always made me keep it short. Now I am not cutting it and I am tyring to see how long it will get.
My phone is charging, I have the camera ready, so I need to get into a tub and get dressed. I am sitting on go, just waiting for the call that says I will there at this time.
Life is good.