End of the weekend

Well, I'm back to where I started the weekend out.  The deck and man is it lovely out.  The killer poodle is not huntin wabbits, as I gave her a hair cut, so she is now hiding inside...as if I can't find her! 

I ended things with the Southern Gentleman last night.  It was hard.  It's always hard doing the right thing.  But it was the right thing.  I feel better.  I don't want to date or be tied to anyone.  He was good about giving me space and letting me do my own thing, but even so, when he was with me, I couldn't be myself.  I realized that and it was the deciding factor in letting it go. 

I made all my travel arrangements for the trip to NC.  C2 looked up realty information for me.  I'm glad she did.  I will want that barganing chip if I decide to take the job. 

Killer just snuck past me into the yard.  I said hi to her and she pretended not to hear me...just picked up her pace.  She is now barking at random nothingness.  I like the peace and quiet of my backyard during the evening.  Well, the crickets are chirping and so are some random birds.  But it always feels right.

Lil Sis called this morning.  She is doing better.  It was touch and go with her having lost blood and retaining fluids.  Her lungs were filled.  But she will be discharged tomorrow.  Frenchie is still in NICU.  He isn't sucking.  Hopefully he'll start soon.  I'm surprised that he is doing so poorly, considering Boo was born much more premature than him and was 2 lbs less.  But then again, I was 20 years younger and that probably makes a difference.

I watched the Women's World cup finals.  A buddy of mine wanted to go out to watch the game.  I was invited a few different places  but this one was closest to home and he is a true soccer fan - he's seen more (in person) world cup/olympic games than I have  A few other people said they'd come out and then bailed.  YBBK asked about it, so he was there.  Eldest Sis was dropping off my favorite nephew at camp.  I was texting her updates when I could.  I know what it is like to be on kid duty when there is something else you'd rather do.

Of course, when I'm watching soccer, nothing else matters.  It's me and the game...well, an occassional comment about the ref - lovingly named Helga and the coach Pat.  I love, love, love that the USA women's team has a female coach (even if she does look like a man! tee hee).  Not many of our competitors do.  I always root for the team with a female coach....when it is a female played sport.  Something about having a guy tell me what to do on the field...LOL!   My soccer coach in HS was a female. She was a bad ass and one of the best coaches ever.  Our school, even though it was one of the smallest divisions, always went to sectionals and often to regionals and states.  My years, we lost in regionals but we were playing schools 10x bigger than us!

The World Cup game was a disappointment.  I hate that they only play one additonal "period" and then it goes into a penalty kick shoot off.  I think they should have a period of sudden death before a shoot off.  Of course, if they did, I might not like that either.  In the long run, both teams played well.  The Japanese ladies are so sweet and good sports, if we had to lose to someone, it is better them than a European team or Brazil. 

I should go grocery shopping.  Boo left me a list.  But I have no ambition.  I thought of calling up a couple friends to see if they wanted to go out.  Or maybe hit the road on my bike.  I had a couple of drinks earlier, though.  So, I'm thinking the bike ride isn't a very prudent thing.  I'm probably fine but, I am still so cautious.  I wonder if I end up moving to NC if I'll ride it more often.  More back roads is my guess. 

Well, I'm just rambling here.  I should pick up the cross stitch or the guitar instead of typing a whole lot of nothingness.   LOL

peace