We all remember it so well...no matter how many years passes we recall only too clearly the first time we loved with all our being and our heart was broken when the relationship fell apart. Poor Sam, he loves Ida so much, and she's dropped him. He's devastated and very heartbroken...and all I can do is stroke hi hair, wipe his tears and give him hugs. There's no point in telling him the cliche stuff, he's not ready to listen and he's so upset he may take it the wrong way, bless him.
On Saturday we came home at 1am to find Joe in tears...he was in tears cos he could hear his brother crying in the next room...what a bunch of soppy sods we are *sigh*
Anyway, Steve has vowed to talk to him about 'unemotional' attachments...I think that translates to 'find a slapper, son' but I'm not asking too many questions. Ida was only 14 and they are at different schools next term.
Mum had her gall bladder out a week last Friday, she's doing well, but she's very thin.
So, what else beyond emotional dramas??
We had a great weekend (desperately trying to throw Sam off the depression trail.) On Saturday Steve & I went to Bill's, which was fab. Everyone was there that we hadn't seen in ages and we had a good old sing-song around his piano. I managed to recruit another 3 people for my Car Boot Sale at the schoolhouse (this Saturday.)
On Sunday we all went to see the car show at the marina in Charlottetown, then we had lunch at a restaurant overlooking the marina/ quay while being entertained by Irish dancers & fiddlers (if you can call that entertainment). The weather was superhot, so after we'd dropped Sam off at his friend's on the North Shore, we went for ice-cream and then hit Canoe Cove beach for a swim. It was one of those hot, superfine evenings and we came across friends and arranged to go their house for dinner...fabulous! So I didn't have to cook, clean and we'd all spent the day together...bloody marvellous!
Back to the Car Booty...I'm causing a revolution in PEI...the first ever Car Boot Sale...and it's all happening at the Cove. I've been on the radio and in the newspaper promoting it...and hopefully it'll be great...and it'll raise lots of money for the schoolhouse (we need a new basement...ouch.) I've roped everyone in...and I'll let you know how it goes!
Sam is playing his guitar at our friends' wedding on Saturday...he agreed before they had chosen the songs...big mistake...lol...he's playing the Proclaimers - not once but twice...but strangely we know all the words to 500 miles and let's get married....how does that happen, eh?
I think that's all for now
I've got loads of photos...but Blogger is being awkward so I'll post another time *sigh*
RIP MJ
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