Tonight someone from our church called to talk to me about Dad’s passing. And I didn’t wanna talk. Not to someone who didn’t know him. [Also, I wasn’t crying and I didn’t want to cry.]
It’s weird. I don’t mind talking to people about Dad. I don’t mind bringing up stories about him. But that’s only to people who know me fairly well.
That said, I’m glad I got the call. It’s nice that if I needed to talk to someone, I could.
At girls night, this song came up:
[I say sexy things to myself when I’m dancing.]
The song and video were made by Steve Ibsen, who also created the following video. Good for a laugh if you need it. 😉
[I’ll dance for you. If you’ll give me a quarter.]
That is all.
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