It’s been a crazy week at work and I have been leaving early to pick Erin up at the school bus stop so I haven’t updated in nearly a week. Amber came home Friday night after being stranded in Calgary as a result of the World Trade tragedy. I haven’t talked much about that because it was such a shock last week that I was truly speechless on the subject. Being with Erin made me look at things a little differently than I might have otherwise. The most important thing in the world to Erin last week was that I was there when she got off the school bus after school. She was almost in tears when she asked me over and over just before she got on the bus. I had tears in my eyes that morning thinking of all the parents who could not be there for their kids thanks to the cowardice actions of those terrorists.
On a brighter note, Erin and I had a great week together and I miss her already.(1)
This weekend was good. Nice to have Vern in town. On Friday night G, Vern and I went to a social for Puncher’s cousin Brenda. I wasn’t planning on getting to liquored but in true G fashion we made it a time. I was still pulling pretzels out of my pockets Saturday morning.
On Saturday I went and saw Rockstar (great movie) and Saturday night Ratty and I went and played some roller hockey at the Coverall building. It was a great skate. Cass invited us for a few beers after so we sat and talked for a bit after the game. It was nice to hang out and chat with everyone in the off season. We stopped for a bite to eat on the way home and G called and asked us to go to Danelles party. At first we said yes but after a nice hearty meal we were both pretty beat and declined. I took Ratty home and went to bed shortly after. Man we’re old.
Sunday Al and I watched Easton for a bit and then Vern picked me up for dinner at Mike and Tara’s. I haven’t eaten so good in quite some time. We had an amazing dinner (thank you both very much) and then recovered for a bit afterward. Felt like Thanksgiving. Home and in bed early. Man we’re old.
(1) – I can’t remember the last time I saw Erin. I think it was when her Grandma was in the hospital and it was a hard time, and it felt weird to see her. Not in a bad way but it was like I don’t really know her anymore. I feel lucky to have had that time with her when she was little as it prepared me for so much with my own girls, but it seems like a different life. I still chat with her from time to time but it’s crazy how much has changed.