Monday, April 14, 2008

Fun Stuff, then Some Serious Stuff

Jim and I went to the Zoo yesterday. The ZOO. You know, to visit the relatives. *snort* It was a hoot! We really needed to get out of that house. We haven't been in a long time, I think since my step son was 6 or so. I remember he wouldn't go into the nocturnal house because it was "too dark", but then he saw a little girl go in so he got all brave. We went just by ourselves yesterday and held hands as we walked around. It was so sweet. We haven't done that in a long time. I know, AWWW. Shut it.

They have a really cool grizzly bear exhibit where you go into this little cave and there is a hole with plexiglass right where the bear feeds. We were really lucky to catch this incredible view! It is really something to have your face about 6 inches from a HUGE Grizzly bear's face. It was spiritual in a way. Looking into his eyes and seeing his teeth and amazing claws right in front of you. His breath steaming the glass and hearing his snorts. The hippos were active, too, and we actually saw the wolves! You never get to see the wolves! (I love wolves.)

I promise some pics tonight or tomorrow. I am fully retarded, though. I have this great camera, but forgot my memory storage cards. I only had one card with me, and since my camera is 10 megapixels, it only allowed about 13 pictures on it. DUMB DUMB DUMB. But I did get a couple of nice shots - I just need to fiddle with them a bit in photoshop first.

On to the serious stuff. That happens so rarely on this blog....

Saturday morning I was all weepy. If you've looked on my flickr account recently, you may have noticed a plant picture - a little tree, actually. It was given to me by a really dear childhood friend and his wife right after my dad died to plant in his memory. It died, too, I noticed that morning. I killed it. I suck so bad with stuff like that. I lost it and balled my eyes out. Jim didn't know what to do, poor guy. He kept telling me it was OK, but there was no consoling me. It doesn't happen often, but sometimes things affect me greatly and I have the hardest time with them. Anyway, didn't mean to be a buzz-kill, but blogging is such a good way to get this stuff out.

Happy Monday. Ugh.


Anonymous said...

The Zoo sounds like a fine place to spend some quality time with the one you love.

- KS

Ann(ie) said...

Blogging is an awesome way to get that stuff out. Just to talk about it sometimes helps! It's truly my therapy. I can only imagine that after losing a parent it takes a while NOT to randomly burst into tears. hang in there, girlie.