Forever Tainted

It’s been one hell of a week. For the most of last week I was down with a terrible flu. Despite my minor bitching, people were good to me and I was taken care of. Then it was a weekend full of love and laughter. We had a BBQ and invited Lars side of the family to our home. His sister spent Saturday night, and she and I got up to no good, drinking way more than any two human beings should. Unfortunately that left her a little too ill to take part in all of our Sunday family plans. It gives us a great excuse to do it all again soon, though!

A few photos from the BBQ:

Absolutely terrible photo of me (so very glad my blog format cut me out!), but you have to love just about every other expression on a face in this photo. This was a Happy, Happy Meal!

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My Sunshine and I:

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Lars' mom, Jacquie and I:

I love this woman.
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Mr. Lars & I again (I just love the photos of us best of all!)

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Lars, his sister and myself:

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And just for good measure:



I can’t think of a better way to spend the weekend. My only regret is that my sister didn’t make it out in time. But I will not complain too much, as I’m off to Squamish again today and get to spend a least a week with her and the kids. If things fall into place, I’ll only be in Squamish for a week, and I’ll be able to drag them back with me for a weekend. Perhaps we’ll even meet Lars on our way back and we can stop by the ex's and pick up the last of his crap… oh how convenient it wasn’t all there to be collected in one trip…

We talked a little about the ex over the weekend. And how truly positive and sincere the changes are in all their lives, now that she's gone. Some things were just never meant to be, and forcing them can tear lives & families apart. Things that were meant to be... they tend to feel more right for everyone involved. And even my step-father seems to feel this is all right! The truth be known, no matter how thankful they are for me, I believe I must feel double that for them. I needed people like them in my life. Especially after losing mom. And I've never felt more safe nor content than in Lars' arms.

I need to get on with my day. I’ve regretted not blogging more often, but I really just haven’t managed to find the time… Since I’ll be working mornings this week, maybe that’ll change.