Yesterday's post was a little vague. I seriously just did not know how to put into words what I wanted to share. I still won't divulge everything, except that there is a certain young man, and two mothers, who are more than a little sad right now.
I'm going to miss that little shit. I'm going to miss the extra dose of testosterone that we so desperately need around here. I'm going to miss his family. His Mom. I'm going to miss the summer that was supposed to be such a blast. I'm going to miss seeing his smiling face in the back seat of my van when I look in my rear view mirror. I'm going to miss the cuteness of watching them trade off the jacket that had lost his smell for the fresh one that "smelled like an angel".
I dread making plans to return that jacket. I dread the day she tells me there is someone new. I dread discovering that the new one is her usual mixed gender freak of nature that is her normal thing of choice. I dread having to pretend I like that freak. (Oh, who do I think I'm fooling. I won't even pretend to like him/her/it!)
That sums it up, I suppose. To say this really sucks sums it up better.