Merry Christmas!!!Friday (and I just realized that I posted last night a day too early): We had a good Christmas. Lotsa food, presents, and laughs. Saturday: The wrestling community lost a good guy today. Jon Huber (Luke Harper/Brodie Lee) was a favorite. He passed suddenly at the age of 41, he was battling a non-Covid lung issue. I have read hundreds of well wishes, but this one hurt the most. *adult language* Bray Wyatt speaks on the passing of his friend, Jon Huber: "You were my best friend. My brother, my partner, my Terry Gordy. We changed this whole game because we refused to do it any way but OUR way. We were always at our best when we were a team I think we both knew it. We fought like brothers because we were. I'm so goddamn pissed. This isn't how it was supposed to be, it was supposed to be us fat, bald and useless running Wyatt Family spots in high school gyms in our 70's. Where do we go now? What do I do knowing I'll never hear your condescending sarcasm as I am riding high. I miss you so fucking much already. I would do anything just live through our worst moments again I can't believe you're gone. I'm so sorry brother. I'm so sorry. You will always be a part of me, whether I like it or not without you everything is different and I hope Amanda truly knows that I am here not just to say it but because I love them too. I will make sure your son knows the incredible man you were. Not the legends people will tell but the real you that very few people got to see. I promise I'll put him over clean in dark matches when he's old enough just like I promised l'm hurting so bad. I wish I hada chance to say goodbye. But then again, it's Saturday and you know what that means.... save me a seat next to you wherever you are, that's where I belong. I'll be there when it's my time. Goodbye forever Brodie. I love you “ Bray Wyatt And y'all, when AEW did a 2 hour tribute to him, grown men cried. It was so respectful. Sunday: I am loving my new iPad. I am always late to the party, I know they've been out for years, but again, I resisted just like with the iPhone. I got a lot of candy, socks (YESSSSS), earrings, books, a foot bath, a back massager, a gnarly Starry Night puzzle, Pioneer Woman kitchen stuff...I had a good haul. Sweet stuff from my sisters. When Lily was stuffing her stocking when we went to Walmart, She picked out a BFF necklace. I am genuinely surprised that I received the other half. She did eyeball her daddy before I was handed the piece. Monday: Back to the work grind. THE DEER HEAD IS STILL IN THE FREEZER! Lily is enjoying her new loft bed. I thought it, then Rebecca said it, "how are you going to change the sheets?" Lily has since bought a body pillow "for safety purposes". Tuesday: I went to Minden/Shreveport today. The "find a wedding dress" saga continues for *unknown person who hasn't announced her engagement* yet. And NO Y'ALL, It is NOT my mother. The first place was a bust, and we shall never mention it again. We had to create a safe word just to get out of the place intact. Total hostage situation. The second place was good. "THE" dress may have been picked out. Lily had a full day planned with her daddy. I know how exhausted he was at the end of the day. She had to spend her Christmas money that was burning a hole in her pocket. Shopping with her is a love/hate thing. Wednesday: Y'all I am the worst. Yesterday was Scott's birthday. I was distracted thinking about how good that burger was from Logan's Roadhouse. Scott is the kitty to my litter box, the beach to my sunscreen, the trailer park to my tornado. We are so entirely opposite. But it works. Most days. I couldn't imagine a day without him. There are South Carolina and Georgia pictures of us floating around somewhere, but this girl has laundry to fold. He is my wonderwall. Thursday: I don't have a whole lot of meme's. I fail you. Friday: Happy New Year! Scott and I rang in the New Year by watching Tik Tok videos and laying under the covers. I was out cold at 12:03am. From 10-11:30 we watched episodes of The Pioneer Woman. The club can't even handle us right now. In hindsight, 2020 was a shitshow. People lost their lives, their jobs, their businesses, and their finances. I am sure I lost friends because I am Team Mask. Yes it's a piece of cloth, but it could save someone's life. Not one of my freedom's were taken away. I love y'all, thank you, my 7 readers for sticking with my lame-o blog. Here is to a blessed 2021.
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