Gretchie Love At a Glance

because I suck at  being fake...

Friday: Feeling guilty I did not attend the funeral of my friends husband. He died last week. He had lived with pancreatic cancer for a little over a year. I remember the day that my friend said she wasn't able to go to lunch with Chris and I because her husband wasn't feeling well...that his stomach hurt. I thought nothing of it. She doesn't know my father had passed away from pancreatic cancer. It's something you don't mention to people whose spouses are dying of it. You don't say pancreatic cancer is a death sentence. That my father turned jaundice and I told him he was jaundice. I had my boyfriend tell me at the time that my father looked sick and he was probably dying. That my father went into the hospital and died about two weeks later. No, things you don't tell people who have cancer. I saw her today and she was kinda cold to me and didn't feel like talking. I am so overly sensitive it really upset me, but I am not dealing with the death of a spouse who died a horrific death. That she watched her husband die and fade away in a year. I pray for her every night and will continue to pray for her. Suddenly, my prayers are filled with my friends with cancer. Cancer F*ck*ng sucks. There,  I didn't swear, but it was implied.

random people...this was after the cleaning 

Saturday: Woke up at 8:30 after no sleep and went to the Rowing Club. As a parent of a rower you are committed to 4 service projects for example cleaning up the grounds. So, I put on semi nice clothes and thought that my job (which I signed up) was going to be to sit on one of those lawnmowers and mow. It turned out due to the storm the previous night, it was the jungle for me.

 Richardo was in charge and walked me over to where I was taking out some weeds. I walk over to the corner of the yard...and it was a rather large piece of land. Yeah, I looked at him and thought...NO WAY. Yeah, it wasn't that bad. Many of the super tall weeds could be removed by hand. The oddish not so nice thing was...he stopped me. Look, if I am starting a project, I like to finish it, I like a sense of accomplishment. He however shows up with a power saw on a stick and goes to town.

Erg O Rama

Yes, I was flogged

Schools that Rowers attended after SARC, my daughter might take note....

 Instead, I did a few odds and ends around the boat house. When I got home I was completely wiped out. However, for dinner I made those PC frozen bag meals. Last night was chicken kebabs and tonight was Jamaican jerk burgers with mango salsa. They were really good. I would love at least 14 more recipes and rotate them.

Sunday: I took the girls shopping for some last minute outfits for school tomorrow. We then came home and went to church. Church, was actually really good. It was about Hearing God in a Noisy World. How people think they hear messages from God, but they're not. Randy gave some examples from the Bible in Kings. You know when you go to church and just everything about it is what you need to hear ? That was me today. The prayers, the music and the messages. I also to the table for the first time. It had been awhile and you know what ? It was nice. Yes, I know I am writing about churchy things. When I find things to great or inspiring I like to share.

I am spending this week at a Salvador Dali art exhibit, Neurofeedback, and the gym. Rah Rah has rowing M-Sat for the next 4 years. Um...I guess I won't be going anywhere anytime soon....yeah, once she gets that scholarship...it will be totally worth it !