Release.

So father's day weekend was amazing.

Friday just chilled at home surrounded by friends.

Saturday laid around with Ryan. Quality bonding time with him and my dog, Bruno. It was wonderful. Ryan copied Bruno and they both lied on my legs as we watched T.V. It makes me feel great to be loved like that. As if I'm truly needed. I think people need these kinds of moments to make them feel human, to make life worthwhile. It's what keeps me going in life. To feel needed and in turn make people feel needed. I mean I don't always show it, but I really need everybody that I keep in my life. I usually extracate the people I don't.

Kung Fu Panda did not rub Ryan the right way. He was not having it. lol Personally, I liked it. It was a fun day except for the part when a woman with her 2 kids gave Lance and I dirty looks as if Ryan was our kid. I hate that. Like really? I mean I know it was the most likely thing that he was our child, but still. Where has benefit of the doubt gone? And if so, wouldn't you be proud of a young couple being able to raise their kid out in a good way. Take them out. Heck 15 years ago that was the norm having kids at young ages. But I digress.

We celebrated Nicola's birthday that night at Biscottis. It was a nice dinner. I think it was an eye opener for her about guys. I really hope she finds a good guy soon. She deserves it. And Jb. Like, it's been too long. He's on my list as the number 1 person that deserves somebody. Oh brother. How I love him.

Sunday was my favorite day. Father's day. I slept at my Dad's house for the first time in forever and it truly felt like home. Like my mom's house is home to me too because she's there. But my Dad's house is the one that I grew up in, and I know the ins and outs of that house like the back of my hand. Just the atmosphere and the smell in that place calms me down.

After church and lunch at Cheesecake Factory, we went back home and just hung out. I played tea party with Erica and forced myself to stay awake for her sake. She's the cutest girl ever. Children are so innocent it's great. Anyways, we just chilled made make-believe milkshakes and dressed up in tiaras and jewelry. I put on the fake make-up and it made me feel like I was 6 again. Ahh! Great memories =]

Anyway, I loved our day at home.

Most people would've thought it was boring but to my family it's the best just being able to relax knowing we're altogether as a family. I realized I got that part of me from my Dad. The part where I don't care for drinking, smoking or going out and who really enjoys just being at home or a place that's comfortable. Being a homebody doing whatever I enjoy to do in the comfort of my home. My Dad taught me to enjoy the simplicity of life. Like getting joy out of seeing a small seed begin to sprout, coming out of the soil. Or just sitting at home, in the company of friends and family. So I dont' consider myself boring like I've heard people say, but rather I like being simple. Adding too many distractions causes one to lose sight of the important things in life.

I'm going to pick up gardening. I've already picked up cross-stitching again. These things bring me back to earth. Life is thriving all around us and taking the time to notice it and appreciate its beauty is very humbling. And I'm thankful to all my friends who understand me and take me for who I am. They don't push me to do things I don't want to do and don't judge me.

I'm lucky and I'm loving life.
I can feel this is a start of something good.

Sidenote: I'm glad Vy and I talked things out. My fault for not talking about it. But I feel like things are getting better and it makes me happy. =]