Friday, my daughter asked me to go to the fair with her and my grandbaby, Delilah, almost 8 months old.  We three girls went and had a ball!  We ate all kinds of junk, let the baby pat the deer, goats, a kangaroo.  My daughter had the baby's and her pic made with a real life lemur.  It bit my daughter on the finger just as the photographer was taking the shot!  It didn't break the skin, just two little marks, but the pic is hilarious!  We laughed and laughed.
Sat. I went to a Diamond Rio concert here in town with my friend and her husband.  There was another group there too, Highway Junkies.  Good music, good friends.
THEN I got home about 11:00, and decided to go out and dance, as it was still early.  I brushed my teeth and hair, was outside ready to turn the key to lock up, and I heard someone calling my name.  Looked down the flight of stairs, and there was my friend John (the one I loved to dance with).  He had gotten bored at the dance hall, and said he was missing me so he thought he would come by and hook up my TV.  I had talked to him the previous weekend at the dance hall, he was with a "date" or something.  Told him about my TV, he said he'd come by and set it up for me.  I thought, oh, yeah, whatever.
But he came!  I didn't have all he needed, so we ran to Walmart, stop and got some Pepsi () and came back, and he and I set up my TV and DVD. 
Then we watched my Keith Urban DVD.
About 1:00, J. said he should go, so I walked him to the door.  He gave me a really sweet kiss goodbye and said he'd stop around again.
It was so cool.  We had dated each other about 20 years ago, don't remember why we quit, no big scene or anything.  He's always been a sweetheart, although he's not boyfriend material, as he really like the ladies, and they like him, too.  But he is fun and nice as long as you know how he is.  Guess he's broken a lot of hearts, but not mine....not yet anyway.
Then Sunday afternoon, my friend Jane asked me to bring my grandbaby who I was babysitting, and come to her daughters for a cookout.
So, I threw Delilah in the carseat, and off we went.  She is such a good baby, just goes with the flow, loves everyone and everything.
We stayed there a few hours, ate dinner and talked.
It was a sweet ending to a sweet (but tiring!) weekend.
When I was with my A, I didn't hardly go anywhere, I was always too frantic.  And no one came by cos never knew what mood husband would be in!
Husband keeps calling me, leaving messages saying I must hate him.  I just don't know what he expects me to do......sit and wait on him forever, I guess.  Well, I'm not getting any younger.......I have a life to live.
I told him I need to find out what Becky wants, who Becky is.  And I do.  I lost myself in him, and it has taken a lot of struggle and pain, and eventually just letting go to begin my new journey.  I never thought I could do it, but I am!
I'll keep you posted on my new and improved social status!  LOL
Love in Recovery,
Becky1