Aussie! Aussie! Aussie! Oi!Oi!Oi!
Did you hear all 12 of us from the Mates board as we shout that last night?
Between that and singing "Waltzing Matilda" and "I Still Call Australia Home" at the Outback Steakhouse in Addison, TX, we had quite a night.
Something I don't get a whole heap of these days.
We met up with many of the people that were here at the house in September; Mikey joined us as well, so I didn't have to go stag-that was sweet of him. A few newbies rounded out the dais and we chatted, as someone said, like Galahs!
We had a few glasses of Jacob's Creek Cabernet and grilled shrimp and we were riiiiiiiiiiiiight.
We all wore our Aussie T-shirts and even I noticed that the poster they had hanging up on the wall that read "Koala BEAR" was incorrect-a Koala is NOT a bear, it's a marsupial!
Surely I can get a leg up on an Aussie citizenship with that fact? :P
So my Sat-day was pretty spesh. We raised a glass to you as well honey-to all the mates that couldn't be with us...
Friday was another story altogether. I went to see the PSHS play "Scarlett Pimpernel."
Good story, kids were fab, then came the "after." Too many people who don't know me/my/our story, I felt like-here we go again, totally out of my element-and the only person there, gay or straight, without my significant other by my side.
Ouch. The tears started, I begged off, D understood and saw me to my car, that of COURSE I couldn't find-I am a smart chick, but I don't have to tell you that I never know where I am parked. You had great internal radar, babe, which was another reason why we worked so well together, LOL
I am surprised when I find the car by myself these days. But I do.
Today was a slower day; I put together a new outdoor table ( Garden Ridge sales rock)
Know what? It was fine.
Almost like when I was getting the apartment ready for your first visit, when I went and bought great candles and shaving cream(!) and all kinds of fun food and that Beringer Champers...wow. I did that all by my lonesome, as I had been doing things for years.
Not sure why know that astounds me now.
What I wouldn't give to relive that day, September 20th, 2000, over and over again, ala Bill Murry's Groundhog Day. I go there a lot in my head, because it wasn't so much an end to us being apart as it was our beginning as a happy couple who could live together on the same continent!
All those dreams we had, we realized, except for the growing old together part.
I will always be sad about that., but I AM happy about all those others.
Today, we also took Boomer to the Dog park-oh oh, with no football on 'til next week and temps in the high 60's it meant that EVERY dog in our neck o' the woods was there!
Boomer loved it.
He stole toys and licked kids and ran like the Aussie wannabe Skippy roo that he is, LOL
I know you are running beside him some days, calling his name, saying "C'mon, ya mongrel..." I just know it. I feel it. I know.
I can hear it being said in your voice.
The voice I miss so very much.
That bass register.
Tonight, I have also figured out all about RSS feeds and have added them to my MSN page and I am reading all kinds of geek lit in order to do stuff on the computer that you used to do for me.
I am hacking around at a good pace, babe, and I am sure you are proud of how far I have come on the ol' cpu since 1999, :P
During all this new found confidence on the web, I started a Grief info site on Squidoo.com/griefworks (kinda took the name after Dazworks, ya know? )