


I have had a hard weekend. As some of you know from other posts, it is the end of my second marriage. I am trying to move out of our house into my new place, as well as cleaning out my mom's home.
My two eldest boys are with their dad, and my youngest was to spend the last half with his dad. Needless to say I am a bit down and feeling very melancholy, and yet it gets worse.
My husband (we haven't even filed separation papers yet) brings the girl he is spending the weekend with over to OUR house to pick up my son.*SURPRISE*
They are all staying together with some other friends camping. It goes without saying I have SERIOUS issues with this. My son, his dad, and the girlfriend in the same tent besides.
Well to make a very long, weepy story short, a wonderful RAK package arrived from Elizabeth
Her creations are just wonderful and she is a master story teller. A true gift, that cheered me up when I needed it. It's a darling flamingo that reminds me so of my mom. She hosted a party for her girlfriends usually in July. It was a tropical theme with LOTS of flamingos. So luckily I found the red bracelet (I was making it with Elizabeth in mind) and finished my other "Wednesday" projects, to send to her.
My apologies for the long post. I needed to vent. I'd usually call my mom, and I think every person I know is out of town. Thanks for the listening ear!!