I called it!

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I totally called it.

Weeks ago, when the Groups for the FIFA tournament came out, I saw the possibility of Portugal and England going into a head to head match-up. Disaster. I prayed that one team would be kicked out early; not caring which country chose to kick it. It would solve a lot of my problems! For those of you who don't know why this is a problem, it's because my husband is from the UK and my family is from Portugal.

Canada is a wonderful country, full of multi-culturalism. I particularly enjoy the 2 or 3 flags I see on car windows as they drive by showing off their cultural pride. I particularly enjoy seeing people walking around the city with a genuine interest in what flag just drove by.

We're very lucky to live in a country where this is permitted. Can you imagine living in Namibia or something and all you saw was the same flag over and over again!? Boooring.

Thanks for strutting your stuff, Canada.
It's great to see the country coming together, even if it's for a competitive sport like football (soccer)!

Over-emotional? Yup, that about sums it up.

I have no idea where I'm going to be going with this blog. I'll be honest. I'll just type how i'm feeling and see where it takes me.

People have told me for years that I'm over-emotional. Yup, I know that; I'll accept the fact too. Being "over-emotional" isn't really the issue; it's how one deals with the emotions that make the real difference. I tend not to vent a lot (honest) but internalize them, chew on them for a while, spit them out, swallow them up again and repeat the cycle for a while. Minutes, hours, days, years in some cases. It's an internal process that has happened forever and recurs over and over again for as long as I can remember. Sometimes things go a little bit overboard and I get totally caught up in it all. Today is a perfect example.

My friend told me today (actually wrote on his blog) that his wife is expecting a child--their first--in the middle of July. Instead of reacting to it by being happy for him, I internalized it. Why didn't he tell me? Could he not trust me with that monstrous secret? Have my gossiping ways got the better of me? Why am I so angry!? July!? That's like 4 weeks away! WTF!?

So, all morning, I've been churning those feelings around for a while...and I've come to the conclusion that this isn't about me; and I have to stop making it about me. The world isn't against me, it's just how things worked out.

Again, for whatever reason, I made this about me; and I'm truly very sorry about that. It's just the way I handle things. I honestly don't know why I do it myself; because if I could change it; I would have...A *LONG* time ago. It's gotten me into more trouble than I care to admit!

I'm very happy for you and your wife.... Congratulations on your upcoming arrival, my friend. I'm very proud of you :)