I am absolutely in love with the Duchess of York. I absolutely love her. I was so excited to hear that Oprah was giving her a show on her new network, OWN. I think she is absolutely fascinating (don't we all have some freaky fascination with The Royals??). I had thought I set my DVR to catch all of her episodes but as I was strolling my channels, I realized I hadn't. I'm watching her second episode now and I just love her courage. I love that she had it all. A husband who apparently adored her, endless amounts of wealth, two beautiful girls, and being a member of The Royal Family. Then, she lost it all and to make it even worse, she attempted to sell out access to her husband for 500,000 pounds. I admire her strength, her courage, and her willingness to admit wrong. I love watching her re-build her life, explore the depths of her past, and rise from the ashes. I am LOVING "Finding Sarah."
I'm loving my girl Kate @ Every Mile A Memory brought me a serious stash of Cheerwine. In a little over a week, I've downed all of the regular and am slowly swallowing the Diet. Not a fan of the Diet, but it will do when you're out :)
I'm loving that one of my most special friends is soon to be engaged. I can't wait to celebrate this momentous occasion with her and help her plan the day of her dreams. It couldn't happen to a more special person and I just might have a meltdown when it does and a blubber fest at her wedding. I'm already planning my toast.
On the flip, I'm honestly so stinking happy Romeo & his chick broke up for what SEEMS to be the last time. CAN I GET A HALLELUJAH...AMEN...PRAISE JESUS??? I mean seriously, ya'll know I'd had enough. What makes me the happiest is that he is happier. He sounds like the old Romeo.
What I'm NOT loving...
That I started searching for places in DC, just out of curiosity, and my fears of having difficulty finding someone to accept a dog is coming true. Granted, I have no intention on moving for 6 months to a year, but still...that's SO not good.
I'm not loving that today, I'm going to the social security office to make it official. REALLY OFFICIAL. I'll no longer be Mrs. P. I've delayed this and delayed it for almost 3 months now. This is the last thing I have to do to before what feels like an erasure of my past. I know it isn't, but it feels like it. Some may congratulate me, applaud me, and encourage me that this is a step in the RIGHT direction. A step to re-claiming myself, but it just feels like pain to me.
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Shannon if I had money, I would invest in you and your stories, creativeness, and make a column! and later a series, then a movie or two. We would be rich!
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