gypsy psychic lady

man, what a weekend. 


friday was justly sad.  i spent the day in the company of old friends and blanket confusion.  no one really understands suicide, especially when it's someone who loved life so much.  i just can't wrap my head around it yet, and i don't know if i ever will.  it was amazing to see the amount of folks that tony touched.  i will never forget that.  i will never forget him.


saturday i just worked.  well, we went to buy some plants and seeds first, but then i worked.  a funny thing happened saturday though, and i have to tell you this story.  it's pretty great.  mike's real dad lives in florida half the year, so mike just told him saturday that we were getting married.  his dad is apparently not a fan of this, for whatever reason.  i was hurt.  i tried to get over it.  i went to work.  mike visited me at work, with food, and said, "so i talked to my mom today, and she told me that kristin [sister] was in new york on business, and the group of them decided to go see a psychic."  mike continued,  telling me that the psychic told kristin during her reading that she saw an event happening in the family late summer, and although there were going to be some that weren't supportive of the event, that it's a good thing and "they are going to last".  :) 


thank you, crazy new york gypsy psychic.  i like you.