Another craptastic day

Is upon the household.

I had a fabulous time with the girls last night. My dear friend Jennie was there. I don't get to see her very often, so it was great she came. Her and I have been friends since 1994. We used to be very very close. Life has gotten in our way, and we don't talk or see each other a lot. But when we do get together, we pick up where we left off, and have a ton of fun. She is the type of friend that makes you laugh about something that happened yesterday. And you laugh for several hours about it. I still consider her one of my very best friends. Love ya Jennie! :)

We seriously laughed all last night. It was the best. I even text'd Christa at midnight to see where she was. She immediately came over and stayed till 3am.

Yeah, I didn't get home until 3:45am. Tyler proceeded to wake me at 7:30. THAT was not fun!

About the craptastic part, Denny is being an azz. I know I am not being Mary freakin Poppins either, but still.

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I wanted to post on 9/11 what I remember. And I just couldn't that day. So here is my story.

I remember waking up and hopping in the shower. I didn't turn the tv on, because I didn't want to be distracted. I was getting ready, as Madison and I were heading to Fort Wayne to get her 1st birthday party decorations. (every year since, I shop for her bday supplies on or around 9/11--this year I did it 9/12) I remember loading her up and heading out. My regular radio station was broadcasting news. I flipped through several channels and everything was news. I was getting a little irate at that point.

I finally settled back on my original station. It was then that I heard something about a terrorist attack. I instantly felt guilty for being mad that there was no music on. I listened intently the entire 30 min drive. As I pulled up in front of the store, I just sat and cried. I couldn't even imagine what was going on.

I went ahead and did my shopping and headed home. I immediately turned on the tv and watched. Every.single.station was broadcasting the event. I think I only found 1 that was not. I then stayed glued to the tv well until the next morning. I remember going to bed somewhere around 5am.

I was just in shock. It was such a horrific thing. I remember getting online the next day, going to my normal MSN chat room to see what my friends had to say. That is when I was told, that one of the regulars' Uncle was on the plane that hit the Pentagon.

Once again I cried.

7 years later I still cry. My heart goes out to all those affected by 9/11. We will never forget.

The History channel had some very good documentaries on Thursday. I taped '102 Minutes That Changed the World'. It happens in real time, the time from that day. It has taken 100's of eyewitness accounts and piled them into a documentary that I feel is very powerful. I haven't finished watching it, but what I have seen is amazing. I liked to see the different perspectives. See the people standing in Times Square, watching the events unfold on the jumbotron screens. Calling their loved ones, to tell them they are ok.

If you haven't see it, I highly recommend you do.