Man it was doing some gorgeous storming out there this afternoon. I've never seen the sky the colors it was tonight. First yellow, then pink, then purple, but the most vibrant unbelievably beautiful shades. Amazing.
God I love summer in the south!
I got a $20 check today, payment for a little something I'd done. I wasn't really expecting it, so I'd decided to apply it to the Heart Walk, but instead, I made up fliers (or flyers, whichever) to distribute to local fraternal orders and such (thank you Ang for that idea) and they're in the mailbox awaiting my lovely mail lady as we speak. I also sent one to Nova's pediatrician. He's a sweet sweet man, I hope he decides to donate. I've also received 3 donations today, $25, and $80, and Zilla matched $65.00 of the $80 donation, so thank all three of you! The new total is $1195!
No one has bought the stuff I was selling, so tomorrow afternoon, I will take (or, more accurately, have Scott take) them... I don't know, to a pawn shop? Something. Somewhere. Wherever it is that people buy used appliances and outdated end tables.
My sister emailed today about my niece's baby shower. I promised I'd help plan it before. Hell, truth be told, I suggested it. So we're in the planning stages of Baby Shower Throwing. I've never thrown a baby shower. I have no idea what I'm doing. What are your thoughts on Shower games? Yes? No? Ever played any good ones that aren't too goofy? I'm making the center piece - the Diaper Cake. Those are kind of cute, don't you think? And I'll take care of the food too. We have to get a list going for invitations eh? Gotta know how many I'm feeding...
My niece being pregnant makes me feel old as hell. I remember her being Terra's age, I remember changing her butt. And now, she's an adult, soon to be a mom. It makes me look at my kids. Tom's 17 (well, he will be in less than a month) Kory is 15, and breaking down doors to get a job so he can buy a car so he'll have one when he gets his license. Kassi's nearly 12 - going on 25, at least. Terra breaks my heart every day with how adorably grown up she's getting. Brendon is the only one who seems to be 'his age' - or at least, he's at an age that isn't freaking me out anyway. And now that I've given all Nova's things away, where once there was baby apparatus, there are only empty spaces that remind me that he'd be 6+ months old.
My best friend had a son just a few weeks before Nova was born. It's hard to talk to her on the phone sometimes, hearing him in the background, her telling me the things he's doing (he crawls now, pulls up and cruises...) I'm getting a huge amount of satisfaction and large doses of warm fuzzies from the Fundraiser, but man, what I wouldn't do to have Nova back.
He's been gone 2 months and a week now, and my throat still closes up with missing him.