Bear with me. Please.

Tonight was the final episode of ER. I know, I know. It’s not what it used to be. I don’t care. I loved it. Every second of it. I grew up with it. I was 12 years old the year it premiered. I begged my parents to let me stay up to watch it. For years I wanted to be an ER doctor. Part of me still does.

It was a different kind of show. My grandmother was an ER nurse for years. She worked nights in Detroit in the 70s. She always talked about how realistic it was. You watched these characters grow and sometimes they won, and sometimes they failed. You loved them regardless. I will miss it. I’ve cried my way through many episodes over the years. Good thing I have the first six seasons on DVD already.

Ok. So now that I’ve gotten that out. Um…hey. I know a lot of people stopped by yesterday via The Bloggess. I know it was probably a little disappointing. I’ve started this blog being kind of whiney. It’s good, because the past few days in real life (vs blog life) I have been really happy and bouncy. So uncharacteristic. There are a lot of reasons for it.

The weather was amazing today. Martha and I had lunch and took a walk around the building while talking about what we have planted in our gardens. I am old. MFEO came back from lunch and brought me a present. A Domo dressed up like a duckie! I brought her a Killer Brownie from DLM and a Mexican coke. I love her. I mean really, it’s like she’s an extension of me. We truly are made for each other.

I met up with an old friend tonight for a drink (the most watered down Jameson I have ever had) and to play catch up. We had a great talk. I love that I have the most non-judgmental and supportive friends on Earth. I told her the whole Banky saga and she had great advice. She told me about her relationships. We talked about love and she totally gets my perspective and understands what I meant.  Read the rest of this entry »