Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Some friends and families are great, but mine are the BEST

So I've had a pretty trying couple of weeks. Things have not been super fantastic in Becky land. I recently put an end to my engagement and am now sorting through the rubble. 

It never struck me how entwined we were until the moment that it became necessary to separate. *sigh*

Needless to say I haven't been especially cheerful or happy. I HAVE however, been publicly displaying my inner alcoholic on far too frequent an occasion. It may be time for an intervention folks... just sayin.

Everyone says the appropriate things like "Oh this is for the best. You will be fiiiiiine". And they are right, but that doesn't make it feel less shitty.  I have some amazing friends though who have shown up to the rescue with ice cream and flowers and beers (enablers??).  And then yesterday I got this email from my cousin:


I need your booty to be in Arkansas on July 20th to watch me and (fiance) jump into the abyss together and then have brunch. Send me your address and I'll send you an invite! Enough about me, now on to you.....

I saw your post and was a little distraught that you're no longer planning to get hitched...for two reasons:

1) I am afraid that you will be so turned off to the idea that you may never try it again..which leads to number two.

2) You may not bless the world with some offspring to continue your fucking awesome genes.

But honestly, from the bottom of my heart, I hope you do. We (last name here) are few and far between when it comes to having the kind of genes that you and I do (and Aunt so and so). There are a select few that stand out from the rest who are truly good people for sure, but not exactly eccentric, risque and as open-minded as we are. You're a gem, Becks..and beautiful, and quick-witted, and overall a person that others flock to because they are subconsciously drawn to your good nature. Plus Alfonso sucks anyway. I love you. Don't give up.


Black type parts of that email modified to protect my identity. People I don't know read this and they don't need to know my last name so they can stalk and kill me. No thanks. And I changed cousins name and such cause I don't know if he would want the whole world to know what a mush ball he is.

So basically what I am saying is, my friends and family rule and yours probably drool. They have managed to make me feel a little better about a crap situation. Much love and hugs to you guys.


  1. LOVE you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I'm sorry for being an enabler. I need an intervention too! lol

  2. Hang in there cousin! I bet I know what Awesome cousin sent that..

  3. I'm not a mush ball.. You're a filthy pirate hooker.