If it CAN happen, it WILL -- In my life...
Posted at 6:22 PM, Nov. 15, 2006
So I don't know, I just think that some people attract the wrong energy, and I have been attracting just that!
Well, maybe not all that, but a lot of it. Let's start with Toronto though:
THIS WAS GREAT! The CreativFestival. I went to work the booth for Lynn Ann and the Stamping Zoo. Tryna came with me, she saved up her own money for her ticket and she had more spending money than me while we were there! HOLY MOLY! She also worked the booth on Friday for me when I was so exhausted that I had to go and sleep. (Mostly because of how cranky I was ;) So anyway, I got to meet Lynn Ann, Carolyn, Monika, and Kim. I got to eat "street meat" as it is referred to there, I call it a hotdog from a vendor lol and I got to stamp my heart out and shop the festival. Some of the other exhibitors found it strange that I would spend my own money to buy a plane ticket and then go and work a week setting up, working and tearing a booth for someone I have only ever met online. I will tell you, it was the THE BEST vacation I have EVER had! Tryna had a good time too, she got to meet Nick and she got to stamp her little heart out too! She wandered a bit around the show but didn't really look too much at the fabrics and sewing machines like she wanted to, there was too much other STUFF that she decided needed to buy like finger nail stamps, pillows, mitts, jewelery, belts, hats etc etc... Kim and I took the subway one day, that was VERY cool and I shopped with Wendy and bought the coolest set of utensils I have ever seen! They have faces! We also ate Wendy's almost EVERY DAY! HOLY MAN! I loved it! and we didn't even have to drive an hour and a half to get it! So anyway, that about sums it up for Toronto. THANK YOU LYNN ANN! And the rest of the Zoo Crew!
Now for the interesting stuff?
I have a friend who has been a good friend of mine for about 6 or so years. I helped to move him down here from the small town where he was living in Northern BC. Lee Ann stood up for him at his wedding. We became really good friends. Well, recently, we became more than really good friends. So this all blew up in our faces right before I left for Toronto. I almost didn't go because of it. The short version, He and I are now together as a couple. Do I love him? I think so. Does he love me? I think so. We are learning things about each other slowly, but for the most part it is really good. I enjoy having someone that I can relate to. Someone who is interested in some of the same things I am and someone who enjoys being with me. We obviously have our differences, but we will work that out as we go, I am sure.
Sadly, for us to be together, we both ended up destroying our previous relationships to do it. His wife accused me yesterday of being fake and not caring, but that isn't it at all. I cared too much, and she got hurt in the cross fire. I feel horrible about it. Infact there was a point where I wasn't sure I was able to carry on a relationship with him because of how his wife felt. He assured me it was his decision to make. He was right. She is angry and hurt and sad, as am I, and I completely understand, and just to make it clear, I am not without conscience and I do care that someone got hurt because of it.
And now the story of the hour, the story of the day, the story of the week, the story of the month, oh hell lets make it the story of the YEAR:
The day after I got back from Toronto I was awakened about 10 minutes before my alarm clock went off. I heard banging on the door and wasn't sure if it was Darrel because he forgot his key again or what. So I start to wander down the hallway and open the door. Well the banging gets louder and I can hear a woman's voice screaming "Open the door!" So I was worried, VERY worried and I opened the door to have her fall into my porch stark raving naked screaming "Call 911 they are after me". It scared the crap outta me because I thought she was being raped! And I wasn't sure if she had led rapists to my house where my teen aged daughter was. I ran down the hall to grab the phone and called 911. It was still dark and I was talking on the phone to the 911 operator and telling her what I thought was going on. The girl seemed to relax a little now that she was in a safe place so I turned on the light. I was going to get her a blanket and find out who exactly was after her while we waited on the police or ambulance or whoever they sent to come get the poor girl. Well, as soon as I flicked on the light she got up and opened the door and took off out into the yard again. I told the 911 operator and told her I was baffled. I didn't know why she would do that, I didn't know why she wouldn't feel safe waiting at my house. Then I looked out the door and found out... it was actually THE POLICE who were after her! Well 4 police officers took off after her up the side yard and out onto the neighbours driveway, finally catching her around the corner at another house, trying to do the same thing she had done to me. I decided to call in late for work and wait for the police, I was still worried that she had been or was almost raped. By 10:00 I hadn't heard anything and decided to head to work and called the police on my way. I said "Hi, I live in my town and this morning..." the dispatch says "Oh, one moment, I will put you through." She knew what I was talking about before I even said it. So anyway, I spoke to the officer in charge and he told me that she was on crack. She was hallucinating and thought that the police were bad people that were after her. And that she had been admitted to the hospital and that no, she had not been raped. Well I was very glad that she hadn't been raped but my heart broke when I found out it was the very drug that I have fought so hard to keep my children away from, that led her to my door. I have no idea what has happened to the girl or where she has gone. Hopefully she will get the help she needs. BC has a very good medical plan so hopefully she will be able to benefit from that. It was a horrible thing to see and a very scary ordeal to endure. I will tell you that.
so I guess this is long and boreing now... so I will sign off with a couple of words of the day... Honestly, the crack definition came right off the m-w website. Even number 9.
Vic's Word of the Day:
Vic's other Word of the Day:
Main Entry: rubber stamp
Function: noun
1 : a stamp of rubber for making imprints
2 a : a person who echoes or imitates others b : a mostly powerless yet officially recognized body or person that approves or endorses programs and policies initiated usually by a single specified source
3 a : a stereotyped copy or expression
- rubber-stamp adjective