this past weekend i went home for easter but i will get to that in a moment but first a something to ponder....a few days ago i went back and read my blog, i haven been blogging that much or that long so it really didnt take me too long plus i skimmed some entries and wow let me tell you if i didnt blog about guys and random drama that comes along with them, i would have nothing to say. so i'm going to try and step away from guys (i know i know ive said this before) but there is so much more going on that i have to talk about that well they can go on the back burner for awhile plus with nothing going on with joker i dont really have anymore guy drama to blog about anyway.
now to the weekend, well i went home saturday with my bro and his gf and her little girl and well ive come to conculsion that other than J i dont like any little kids under school age. so we get home and me and mom go to pick up J. he wasnt really keen on coming with us so i went over to him and was like oh come with auntie to grandma's house and do you know what he said to me ... "i dont love you" !!!
that moment broke my heart, so much so that i started crying, and i know he didnt mean it but just to hear that come from him when i feel nothing but love for him was heartbreaking; however come to think of it i dont think that it that i was crying over, it was just everything thats been going on lately i needed a little love from J.
sunday was a gong-show and i told my parents that unless my bro has another kid, J is the only grandchild they are going to have (i might stick to that..im not real big on having kids) anyway after my bro and his gf left, J stayed overnight again and so did i. it was really nice to get that one on one time with him and i felt better about life in general and today when him and mom dropped me off at the bus to come back to the city he gave me a huge hug and a kiss and said love you so; life is good again.
they are coming in to the city on wednesday and we are going to see Franklin so we will see how that all goes.
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