Thursday, October 30, 2008

Can I just say I'm a wee bit jealous?

Kind of last minute, Scott turned his layover in Houston (on his way back home) to a stay over for the day. He set up a meeting with some old work people at HP to see about some business stuff. But while he was there, he got to go visiting! Can I just say I'm a wee-bit jealous? Those last few days in Houston, still rate as some of my all time saddest days. I guess that's a blessing in my life, that those days are the saddest. What I mean is, I guess I haven't had some terrible thing happen in my life, you know? Anyway, he took the work meeting to Los Cucos for lunch. Ahhhh, Los Cucos, a favorite place of ours. You just don't get good Mexican food here, sorry but it's true. But I will say I have had some excellent food...just not Mexican food. ahh, the people and the friends. Good times. He certainly wasn't able to see everyone, but he did get to see a handful. I wish I was there. Who knows where we will end up? If we will ever move back to Houston? The sad thing we decided was, even if you move back to a place, it's never the same. When he saw the house though, he said he felt very much detached. That's not home-home is where we (we meaning his family) are! That's a good thing. Life does go on, and we have made many wonderful friends here, too. For that I am thankful.

Yesterday, Hunter had a band concert. With Hope being sick and Scott being gone, I had decided early in the week to get a babysitter and leave her home (best money I have spent in a long time). As it turns out, I left everybody at home, Hannah was tired, and Hayden had been stung by a bee and got Benadryl-so he was going to be tired. Anyway, as I was sitting there, I started looking around and thinking about our first band concert here, right after we moved here. I remembered looking around, not knowing anyone, and feeling very sad about that. Last night, was different. As I sat there, I knew a lot of people. Certainly, not as many people as I would have know at a jr. high band concert in Texas, but enough to not feel lonely. To feel like I am getting to know people here! Can I just say that is a really good feeling. I started talking to the man next to me. As it turns out, they had lived in Houston in the late 80's-mid 90's. It was fun talking to him. He liked living in Houston, but I think he was surprised I liked it so much. It got me thinking, what did I like so much about Houston?? The thing that tops my list?? The people. Enough of that for now.

And in other news...after feeling better"ish" for a whole day, Hope threw up again last night, and has been a sick little grumpy girl today. Lovely. I feel like I'm coming down with the flu, aches, sore throat, stabbing pain behind my eyes, stuffy nose...the works. Oh well, now I get a taste of what is making her so grumpy. I pray I don't get the stomach bug with it!!

5 comments:

Hayley said...

i'm glad you're making new friends in warshington. and i'm glad you have great memories with the old ones. and it is very true - home is where the heart is! glad scottie knows where his home is!

hope missy girl is feeling better! she sounded a little ornery today! ;)

Shauna said...

Houston was a special time and place for us too. We are very happy here, but miss those Tomball friends! (after four years!)
And what would my blog roll look like if it weren't for Houston?

Jennifer said...

I"m glad that you are loving where you are and blooming where you are planted:) Sure miss you here, though!

Unknown said...

Heather,
I hope you aren't getting sick. I hope it's just a Halloween trick. And, I totally get you on the Houston thing. I miss it sooooo much. Greg is going in 3 weeks for an entire week and I am already insanely jealous and have thought of every possible pro and con of whether we should join him. I have decided we aren't going to but I know I'll probably shed some tears that week missing him and our friends. I have tried to think many times how he could get Los Cucos back to me too, but I think it would be rotten considering it's a 17 hour flight back. Hope you guys have a better day tomorrow, or today I guess for you. Moving is bittersweet. I'll keep telling myself right along next to you to make new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the other's gold. Old girl scout song but soooooo true. I love your blog. It makes me laugh and feel good all the time. Good job. Take care. Donna

Jonah said...

I know what you mean...I feel the same way. I'd love to go back, but you can't just pick up where you left off. Good times!