With the boys gone – Brian, myself, and Miss Skylar decided to head out for the day…
Hunter is on a six day trip with his best friend to upstate New York – I am still in disbelief that I allowed him to go. But his friend is a good kid with a nice family and I need to loosen the umbilical cord a bit.
Peyton is off helping his Dad move – poor kid got the sh*t-end of the stick on this deal, but he said at least he would get a take-out dinner outta the deal. Heh!
So we decided to venture to Pagan Pride Day and check it out…
It was fun enough, a gorgeous locale, and the people were amazingly nice. I do have to say that while there were plenty of vendors and lots to see and choose from there wasn’t anything there minus a few items that my friend Angela doesn’t sell in her shop. Aren’t I lucky to be privy to somewhere so cool?
I did buy a pretty pendulum – it’s purple and for $3 including a cute little bag -- it was a steal. Also I bought a peacock feather and tulle hat scarf for my yet to be purchased witch hat. I am sucha sucker for peacock feathers and it will be awesome for Halloween or any witch-hat-wearing-occasion.
Skylar was happy just to be outside and in a park…
Pagan Pride behind us we moved along with our day…
I am so very blessed...
**On a side and very sad note -- I learned this week that a guy I went to high school with passed away from a massive heart attack he suffered earlier this month. He was two classes ahead of me but a very likeable and popular guy. Even now 20+ years later the outpouring of saddness and admiration for him is endearing and a true testament to what a wonderful person he was.
It is surreal when someone so vibrant and full of life passes away -- especially at the young age of 42 and so unexpectedly.
Obviously people I went to high school have passed away before -- usually young and accidentally. To have someone die like this is almost unreal. I think even 20+ years later we all still feel invincible and so obviously we aren't.
Life is precious and oh-so-fragile -- Marty's passing is proof of that.
So RIP Marty -- you were ahead of your time and such a class act!