thanks for the memories...

while i sat reading sam's latest blog entry, i was reminded of two things. the first, and most important, is that no matter how much time you spend with your family, never take them for granted - they won't always be there.

my parents were just here in the twin cities, staying at my house with me, my husband and the two cats, for oh, about ten days. it was a long time but i needed the help. after all, i'd just had major back surgery and my tony (the hubby) is only one man, after all. but by their last day here, i'll admit that i was helping them pack up the roof rack.

now that they're gone, of course i'm sad and replaying all the awful ways i mistreated them. not thanking my mom for repotting a plant that needed it, getting frustrated that my dad can't hear, AT ALL, not even with his hearing aids turned up all the way, snapping at them because i was in pain, not because they did anything wrong. etc etc etc. they take it all in stride, of course, cuz i'm their kid and they totally love me.

my point is, i love them. and even if they sometimes get on my last nerve, they are my life's blood, i would be no where without them and i owe them my life. i hope that they know that. thanks, sam, for reminding me. sometimes it takes a friend...

oh ya, the second thing sam's post reminded me of: I MISS PROJECT RUNWAY. god help me, i really miss it! i can live without cable, in fact i do, everyday. but some things are just irreplaceable...oh andre, what did happen to andre?