.Weekend Highs and Lows.

This weekend was filled with some high and lows, but lets start off with the highs, because that's always the happy part.

The Highs.

::A slap of red-orange lipstick and a pair of ray bans while driving with the windows open. Feeling refreshed and a little sassy.
:: I discovered a new addiction in the show Downton Abbey. Have you seen it? Wow, I was hooked after the first episode. Entertaining and such wonderful style.

::Bought a couple items from a maternity sale. Yep, I made the plunge and am feeling [surprisingly] good about it.
::Devouring these deliciousness on a cold Sunday morning.
::Then followed up the pancakes with staying in bed all day after that.
::Sat on our patio for the first time this year drinking some beers [non-alcoholic for me, of course!]

::My friend, Danielle, came for a overnight visit from Vancouver. This girl [and her family] are truly a second 'home' to us. Our mothers have been best friends since high school and each year we've managed to get together some way or another. 

::The coconut gelato ice cream from Block 1912 just off whyte avenue. If you're in Edmonton, check in out and get some ice cream. Heaven in a bowl.

::A big clean up around our house that made it look sparking clean.

The Lows.

::This snow. Really Alberta? Another big dump? I could have done without, thanks [update, it is now almost gone!]

::Watching husband crush a 40oz bottle of vodka with his buddy without blinking an eye. Not so much of a low for me, but the hangover he had sure was a low for him. Ha.
::A big clean up around our house sucked in actually doing the process.

::A misunderstanding that has escalated into a complete fallout with one of my oldest friends.

Now this bottom bit is going to get really serious. So for that I apologize. I try to keep things fun and fresh on here, but this is a topic that I feel everyone may have or will go through at some point in their life and I believe that it's important. I even struggled if I should mention it or not, but it makes me feel better to write things out so here goes.....
I should also note that it's regarding the last 'low' topic above, and as I touch on this sensitive subject, I do have to remind myself that I am pregnant and overly emotional as it is, so not the best time to be having to deal with something of this matter, but the point of my story stays true.
People get older, and we change. As I start to move into the more serious and meaningful parts of my life [marriage, kids, and family] I find that I no longer feel as lost as I was in my early twenties. I feel more grounded, more sure of myself, and am starting to realize the things that really matter in life. Things like how important family really is and how friendships, no matter how long they have been, can change and if you aren't getting what you need from each other anymore it's sometimes best to let those go.
And that's what this weekend made me realize.
I am getting to old for drama. I want a simpler life. I want truth and love and happiness. I want to be surrounded by people that care for me and want to be cared for back. That is what's important, not all that other fluff.
Now, I say this with a sad heart, but this weekend I said goodbye to one of my oldest friends. We went through everything together as teenagers and although he is still a very nice person, I just felt that we had moved in different directions. I also want to note that I am not here to vent my dirty laundry, just to simply say that in life we sometimes have to make tough decisions. I would [and always will] support my husband, family and friends through anything, and I am known as one of the most loyal people that you will ever meet. I didn't earn the nickname"the lioness" for nothing, and when it comes to people attacking others for reasons unknown, I have to take a step back. I do not want any part of that.
 It is so easy to get sucked in and react to situations that you know to be false and unfair, and I simply do not want to be involved in any of it. I am just not that girl, nor do I have the energy or tolerance to surround myself with people like that. I cannot deal with all the drama. Frankly put, I am just too old for that shit. Ya know how I feel?
So I just want to close this post by saying, hopefully over time we grow into the person we are trying so desperately in our early twenties to be and hopefully those friends of ours, the ones that we made as a child, will mature with you, support you and want nothing but the best for you. Sadly, sometimes this doesn't happen, but after this weekend I realized that that's perfectly okay. You grow, they grow and things change. It doesn't mean you are bad people, you've just outgrown each other.
And again like I said, that's perfectly A-okay.