So initially i thought , hmmm wow therapeutic to actually say whats inside my head outloud on here and well those that i dont have the chance to actually talk to on a daily basis, now will know what is going on in the Johnston household..Like everything i set out to do it just kind of fell way side..Life took over and as usual am tredding barely above water just managing to keep a float. Then I wonder how come im barely keeping things together, shit whats wrong with me, I mean i try to be super women but i just dont seem to measure up most days. I honestly think teenagers suck the life right out of you at times, so thats my story and I'm gonna run with that...
So as off topic as i have gone, when i think of remarkable women that i look up too and aspire to be like, I think of my best friend Marie.
Marie is stunning, she is the mother of three teenagers, has this remarkable husband, and still is able to jet set the world doing what she loves doing. Shes a journalist for SVT Tv in Stockholm, and if she reads this she will get pissed at me for writing about her but so what.. As women do we ever take the time to say wow you are everything i wish i was, or you are truly remarkable, or do you know what..at the end of the day you are just a good person. No we don't, we measure our failures against their successes, and I'll admit the extra weight that i have put on over the years is definately not something i want to share with my best friend, especially since she looks fantastic. I'm shallow that way, I admit it, work in progress i guess. I was suppossed to spend my 4oth birthday with Marie, we have been friends for twenty years lol wow...The plan was to escape to Greece just us and pretend we were twenty again ..Well im now 41 approaching 42 and its one of my biggest regrets not spending that birthday with her. There is always a hockey game or a teenager that needs to get somewhere and i can find a million excuses i guess why i didnt. When it comes down to it maybe i was afraid to try and find 20 again, maybe ive become too comfortable in this 4o year old lifestyle. maybe i'll go when i lose the 2o lbs i want to loose before i even consider going anywhere. Anyways i hope I muster up the courage, and i hope we make it to Greece before we turn 50 lol. I miss my Swedish girlfriend..I miss the vodka, I miss the crazy antics..but most of all i miss the feeling of being young and those days in Boston, Maine, and Europe..those where the best
Skol to us!!!
