"Truth Be Told, I Miss You"

Still, I can't get over the fact that my grandpa Dave is no longer here. My parents got back from Texas and listening to the stories of his funeral just made me realize even more that I will never see him again. I read his obituary in the Laredo newspaper, and my dad brought me home some stuff from my grandparents' house. I can't believe that both of them are gone. When we go to Texas this summer it will definitely not be the same. Especially since we will stay at my grandparents' house...where neither of them will be. Talk about different. It was strange enough not getting to see my grandma there, now the house is empty because they aren't going to sell it for at least another year. He was only 74! I am in shock really. It has almost been a week, and it is still unfathomable to me. I guess God was ready to bring him home. I just wasn't.

"Happy Birthday To You"

Last night was definately a difficult one, and if it weren't for my sister I doubt I wouldn't have made it through that well. I spent the night at my sister's house, and her husband offered to sleep on the couch, which was very nice of him. So my sister and I went to go to sleep and I just couldn't stop crying. All I could think about was my grandpa. Thank goodness she was there to hold my hand and take care of me, because I was getting a wee bit hysterical again. Then she managed to take my mind off of it and we just talked. It was nice.
Today was my 19th birthday. It was okay, pretty uneventful, but it was nice going to dinner with my friends. I love them all so much. I guess it was just hard to be really happy knowing I wasn't going to get my "happy birthday" call from my grandpa this year.

"Did I ever tell you you're my hero?"

This can’t be happening. I can’t believe grandpa Dave died. He was such a strong person…how can the doctors not find cancer in a man who visits the doctor at least once a month. The cancer was spread throughout his entire body. I feel as though I have lost all of my grandparents now…my grandma died a few years ago, and in all honesty I don’t feel like my dad’s parents are my grandparents, they are just two people I see once every 5 to 8 years. I loved my grandpa so much, and I am beyond sad that I can no longer see him. I am happy that he is getting the military funeral, with a 21 gun salute, he always wanted that. And he is being buried next to my grandma, whom I am also missing like crazy. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think of her. But I know that now they can be together in a much better place. I’m not going to the funeral in Texas, I can’t handle it. I don’t want to see my grandfather being put into the ground, which is not the way I want to remember him. I want the last memories to be of this past summer when he was my strong Grandpa Dave, who made good BBQ and ice cream floats, and complaining about how is brand new car is getting old and that he needs another new car. Or how he doesn’t like all the stray cats in the neighborhood coming to his house….well duh grandpa you leave food on the porch for them! :] Or watching Walk the Line with him and having him giving me his Elvis and Johnny Cash records….both of us were very big fans. I am going to miss him so much; I loved him more than I can say. I’ve been crying nonstop for over an hour. Even though I wouldn’t get to see him as often as I liked, I was always happy when I was there. When I was a very little girl and I would pretend to die dramatically in his living room he would say “Someone get this girl an Oscar she is going to be an actress!” I will never forget his praise about Beauty and The Beast and Aida; he told me that he would tell all his friends about his talented granddaughter. I love him so much. As a man of the military, he would rarely show his emotions, and last summer as I left his house and hugged me and told me that he loved me. It was the most special moment I have ever had with him. Never had he said that, I always knew he did, but he never says things like that, I cried when I left because I knew that when he said it he really meant it. It was beautiful. My mom said that before he died he said to her that he loved “Sandy, Danny and Tati very much.” I wish I could just have my grandpa and grandma back, but I know that God is taking care of them. I will never forget you; I can’t wait to be able to tell my kids stories about you.

I love you Grandpa Dave, God bless you.

"They Seek Him Here, They Seek Him There"

"THOSE FRENCHES SEEK HIM EVERYWHERE!"

This weekend was a blast! On Friday I was I Love You Man. TOTES MAGOTES! It was awesome. Saturday was really fun. I cleaned my desk, inside and out, it looks lovely, I must say, while listening to the oldies, which never get old. Then my dad, my sister, my brother and his girlfriend all went to dinner and to see The Scarlet Pimpernel.
Now at first I was skeptical because it was a very small stage and it was in a round. But they used their space really well, it was nice production. The man who played the pimpernel....AMAZING. He was so funny, and his voice was beautiful. Marguerite was good, but her French accent was over the top and annoying at some points. Chauvelin....GRRRR....literally, he would growl. It was obnoxious, I was thinking "uh...you're not playing the beast..." But when he sang "Where's The Girl", he redeemed himself. The male ensemble was very good. Creation of Man was exactly what it needed to be, very funny, well sung, good choreography, perfect costumes, they were wonderful nincompoops! Overall, I had a really good time and I wouldn't mind seeing it again. Maybe I will, tickets are cheap. I'll make Kacie come with me, she has grow up with me listening to the music so I think she should at least see the show once to know the story line better! Kacie if you are reading this, let's go see it!

hm...let's get back on track shall we?

Today, my family came over to celebrate my birthday which is on Tuesday. Meet Moritz, the Ipod Touch.

He is beautiful. This week is going to be really fun, so I will be posting a lot. Adios!