I was sick this past weekend. I spent the whole weekend in bed. I loved every minute of it. I didn't have to lift a finger. I did, but I didn't have to when I didn't feel like it. Nyquil induced and a whole lot of free time to do nothing. What more could an over worked, need a vacation, oh so tired girl need or want. I spent the weekend watching movies on Lifetime and Oxygen. Pure joy.
I also spent some time on the internet. Doing a little PI work. I was wondering what ever happened to that ex-boyfriend. The one that broke my heart twenty years ago. Was he married? Does he have kids? Where does he work? What the hell ever happened to him?
Maybe it was the Lifetime movies that turned me into this "I got to know" gal. I found out everything I was looking for. I know he's married, has children, where he works and where he lives. His address past and present. Saw a picture of his house. Crazy and scary all at the same time. Who needs to pay a private Investigator when you have the internet at your fingertips.
There were only two men in my life that broke my heart. One was Lifetime Movie Ex. My heart healed and I moved on. The other was My Daddy. The day he past away sixteen years ago. A part of my heart broke and it still hasn't mended. I think about and miss him everyday.
Oh yeah Happy Valentine's Day.