OOOOO-K.....

Let's lighten the mood a bit....
I'm working on it...
I am.

So....here's a glimpse into how it's been around the house lately....

Jared has informed me that laundry...is not an option.
hmm....
something about underwear...
and him needing it.
?
something about I'm suppose to "wash what is in the dirty pile"...
hmmm....
the expectations around this place haven't let up I tell you.

i however think that my subdued personality has been nice for somethings...
like say for instance...
the marathon recorder jam sessions that have been taking place in my home...
you heard that right...
the recorder.
merrily we row along, old mcdonald...
yeah....really, nothing like an eleven year old on the recorder to remind you how important a sense of humor really is.

speaking of sense of humor....
a story for you before i sign off...
because while most people have then occasional "jessica moment"...i have them daily.
SO....we're at the service in Racine....and afterwards they have a "reception" or something,
i don't really get it...because
a. you're not hungry, and
b. you don't really want to talk to a bunch of people you hardly know or remember.....
but it's nice i suppose....
so we're there, and i'm thinking i should go talk to Alex's coach again before he leaves,
to get contact information, etc...for the race...
he was standing next to a man and woman, but they weren't talking...
so I go over to him....
we start talking...
we realize we went to school together....
(cut me a little slack, there were like 500 in my class, and he was a year older or younger)
soo, he's saying
"you wouldn't remember me, i was skinny and dorky, and took some dumb classes"....
this is where the story picks up...
so in an effort to make him feel better (ok, and also because it's true)
I say.....
SO eloquently...
"OH, I took stupid classes too....like sports lit"
yep, that is what i said.
The woman pipes in (the one still standing there w/ her husband)
"Oh...that's what my husband teaches"
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
So, now you realize....I'm completely embarrassed, and when this happens, instead of just letting it go....I have to try and make up for it by talking....in fact...i can't stop....
so...I continue....
thus...making it that much worse.....
"OH, WELL, I LOVED sports lit....it was the best class ever....I mean, why would you take smart classes like AP English, when you could take sports lit (yep, i said that...omg)....I loved writing papers about sports...it was the best"
DUH!
What the.....?!?!
Ok, so there you go.
even at a funeral....I can manage to make a complete ass out of myself.
It's a gift really.

Last, but not least...
I got this email last week....

"You have a choice Erika, and I'm sure you'll make the right one. Choose to remember the best of Alex, not the end. There was no happy ending, but she did have one hell of a plot, story-line and page-turning life. Just remember the good parts. I can't promise you your healing will go quick, but I can promise you that you will feel better....about yourself and about your memories of Alex. Your a very special person, and making yourself feel bad about Alex is not going to help anyone, including yourself. Instead, do a little more to make others feel better and you'll feel better about yourself. Tell them how much you care...."
(Thankyou Dan)

So, to everyone...thank you....Kirsten you are an angel.....Missy, Erin, April...miss Charmer....everyone that made cards for us, ...that emailed......just the words you have given me, they've helped so very much.
I've read and re-read them all.... my mantel is a very happy place right now....
I feel so blessed. xxxe

ps.
We sold our house.

pps.
If anyone knows anything about road races.....ANYTHING....please email me....
Gabby and I are working on it...and we don't want to miss anything important...
like today we realized we needed a timer...
the two of us w/ stop watches just won't cut it....;)
ahhh-yah.....
(i am not a runner folks....)