Sad times..Bad times
My heart is just breaking for some dear friends. I admire the way they are dealing with this tragic time that is happening. They're dealing with their grief by surrounding themselves with people that love them and that love their little baby boy, that we didn't get a chance to know. They are also celebrating the 27 hours of life he blessed them with.

Send prayers and strength, their way, because they'll need it to get through this.

On another note...
Yesterday was a crazy, dramatic day. I'm not normally intense nor dramatic, but when I'm pushed and accused of something I did not do, prepare yourself for the RATH OF GIAN...It's all so high school...
My situation in life now is this...I don't have enough time in the day for my sons and my husband and whatever extra time I have is dedicated to them. When I get the treat to squeeze in precious time with the rest of my family and my friends, I expect it to be meaningful and happy(good times), not filled with confrontation and demands that I change. Why call me, if I'm not meeting your needs? I sure don't have time to spend listening to a load of crap on how I'm not evolving in a friendship. I have true friends that love me for who I am and what I give, I'd rather live my life with them, than someone who doesn't want nor appreciate what I have to offer. So stop wasting my time...

On top of all that drama, I had to yell out our bedroom window @1am at the young drunkards across the street, popping prescription med/alcohol cocktails on their front porch to "GO INSIDE AND SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

OK...I'm done...Thanks for listening...I just needed to vent.
The calm and collected gian is back...It must be a full moon of something.