Mommy lunch beer truck, M.A.N and 13 days

Mommy Lunch Beer Truck

This first without Samantha sucks. First time since she could talk I didn’t get to hear her say “happy birthday Mommy” today. Ugh. She loved birthdays. The singing, the presents and of course cake. So, I am having a mommy lunch at the beer truck. This beer truck happens to be in California Adventure and Sam would say “Mommy lunch beer truck” to entice me to go to Disney. It worked- a lot. It was a tad embarrassing when I had to explain to her speech therapist that yes, she did say that and yes, we do frequently have lunch at the beer truck. I will finish my beer watching the screamin trains, another of her favorites. I am getting a treat on my way out to take to her forever resting place and have a visit with my girl. Miss her and love her so much.

M.A.N

Sadly, Samantha has new company. This loss is very painful for our family. Our dear friend, Coach Scott passed away last week. He probably knows all the swearing I’ve said to him over this and he’s probably telling me, aka M.A.N to him, to shut up. For years, Scott was the baseball coach. For some of those years, I handled the money for the travel team. Apparently I had no issues, in not the nicest ways, asking for parents to pay fees. So he started calling me the M.A.N. What does that mean? Mean Ass Nancy. Shocking right? Ha ha. Scott, I know you’re looking after my girl now and I promise to be there, always, for Jill and your boys.

13 Days

Tonight, Darren made a dinner reservation for us and my forever college friend Kathy (our first birthday celebration together was our 19th) and her husband. He’s just going to be husband right now because today is when he starts with the 13 days. He gives me an I’m an older than him card most years because as you can guess by now, I’m a whopping 13 days older than him. Whatever husband.

Time for me to walk and watch the screamin trains go by. I can’t believe tomorrow will be 6 months without my Sam. Hug the loved ones.

In memory and honor of Scott,

Cheers,

M.A.N