Elizabeth

I randomly decided to take yesterday off of work, and my sweetie took me shopping for my birthday! It isn’t until next Saturday – but it seemed like the perfect opportunity to spend the day together and enjoy ourselves. It was so fun!

I love shopping, but since he has been laid off we have been budgeting our funds even more than usual so it was a special treat. I found some really great bargains and we had lunch together before he helped me pick out a pair of glasses. I picked out some super cute ones that are trendy without being overwhelming – and I think it will be really nice to have a new pair for work and driving. My old pair (from college) was so scratched that I never wanted to wear them. It was so great to have his help choosing. I never entirely trust the sales people (nice lady, but every pair can’t possibly look “good”.)

I’m very contented. We both enjoyed the day a lot, and we ended it by cuddling on the couch while we watched movies before bed. He gets a gold star for the day. :)

I have big news from my brother. Like, monumental… but he swore me to secrecy. I suspected what was coming but it still caught me a little by surprise. He actually made me promise not to tell part of it to anyone, including my husband!

I should have told him right from the start I couldn’t promise that, but I really wanted him to tell me. Maybe I’m a bad sister but I did spill the news to my hubby. What can I say? He is my bestfriend and it was too much to keep to myself. I feel guilty – but I do know it will go no farther until my brother decides to spread it farther himself.

So I’m not going to post it here… but I am going to say there were two parts, and the second part floored me a bit. I just hope he is making the right decisions and that he will be happy with the choices he is making.

Deep down I still feel like the big sister. I want to protect him, but he is a big boy now and he can do as he chooses. All I can do is be supportive and let him know I’ll be there for him through whatever comes.

Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t the end of the world or anything. It’s just, well… I think you’ll understand when I write my next entry about this (whenever that will be). It’s a big deal for me and my family, and it is going to take time for us to adjust.

I really do love him.

He is feeling much better now, which makes us both happy.

Not only is he less grumpy (hee hee!), but our bedroom won’t smell like Vix VapoRub tonight. ;)