So today is a great day. It is a tremendous day. WHY? Well I am still on vacation. Well technically I am on my day off, but it is still a vacation nonetheless. So I enjoyed that. I went to the movies, I slept in, and I am about to rearrange my bedroom. All in all it is a good day. But this has been a great week. Other than some weird ass lows, which I am fine with.
Some of you may know I ventured off to the land of not oz to see some friends over the course of the weekend. It was a mini palooza, a #febtoberpalooza. I had a chance to crash at Jess and Josh’s house. I spent the weekend with Jacquie and Bob, Bob, Amanda, Sara, Kim, Barbara and John, Scott, C, and Charli. (If I forgot you, I apologize, just so many people.) We had so much fun. So much that I did not take any pictures with my phone or camera. Well I did, but nothing all that great. Stalk Sara for some amazing pictures. It was just a relaxing weekend.
The food was great, thanks Bob, the sleeping arrangements were great and entertaining. The friendship, the talking was fun. We spent Saturday at a JDRF Retreat type day which was fun as well. While the D was there and often, it wasn’t an IN YOUR FACE sorta thing. It was just nice to know that people were around and understood things. They understood the various beeps, alarms, and such going on throughout the weekend. You knew the high alert, the low alert, the low vibrate, etc… and they let you do what needed to be done. I think that was half the fun.
However, the only sad thing about the weekend other than it ending, which was really sad. Was an incident on Saturday night. (It’s really not sad, and I am about to throw Sara under the bus, just a head’s up to you all, especially Sara who reads my blog in fear of me taking her name in vain). We were hanging at Jess’s place and it was lateish. Jess, Kim, Josh, Sara, and myself. I had a feeling a low was coming up, two tests of 38 proved it, so I was treating. However, when we go low our brains slow down a bit, or in my case the little guy in my head who usually edits my words for embarrassing slips. I really hate it when he goes on hiatus.
So anyway, we were in the entire that’s what she said frame of mind so I started to tell a story. In doing so, I accidentally revealed an old nickname. One I will ignore if someone calls me it. The name is long past its due. However, someone would not let it go, still won’t let it go. I truly feel that “What is said in a low remains in a low.” While everyone else agreed a certain someone is holding onto this little tidbit, hanging it over my head as if I am truly afraid of her revealing the name.
Yes, Sara you do. However, that name was long ago, it was a two year thing. It wasn’t my fault. Well it was, but it wasn’t. I just dealt with it and moved on. So instead of this threat hanging over my head, while I trust the rest to forget anything and everything, someone is all about trying to have power over me and trying to cow me (you’ll get the joke in a minute) into submission with this threat. So yes, I have an old nickname. We all do. Are they embarrassing to us now? F-yeah, but oh well. So here is goes. I was once known as Beef as in cattle or cows… get the reference above now??
Anyway, now that is off the table other things make sense. If you look at Sara’s blog from the weekend. You will see a picture of me in the fetal position on my bed, laughing, crying, hiding. Why? Because that is what the entire weekend was about. It was just fun.
It was so great seeing you all there. I had a blast, the bowling was awesome. The ice cream was great. The snow was entertaining. All in all, it was well worth the cost of airfare to go to Kansas City. The best part is, I know I will be seeing many of my friends again soon and that I have friends for life….
*Disclaimer* I paid for the airfare of this flight nobody asked me to blog about it. I was well aware of all of the implications a visit with these crazies might bring about and reveal. So I blame no one but myself.
As a side note, I apologize for any confusion the small changes in my blog address and twitter handle may have on you. If you had any links to my various blogs they are all now dead. My bad. I figured only the new posts would keep the same address. I was wrong. So yeah, if you had any important links to my blog you may want to correct them to the new address beginning of notmycell.blogspot.com otherwise you will have all dead links. MY BAD. Butt cheeks to you all