Thursday, October 18, 2007

F'n Root Beer

Last night I was out to dinner with my girls and the waiter brought us our drinks. I took a sip of my diet coke and then continued to completely space out and try and keep my composure for about 10 minutes before I finally broke down crying and told my friends what the f had just happened that caused me to zone out and completely change my mood.

Although I ordered a diet coke, I actually got root beer. Not a big deal normally right?


Except the last time I had root beer was August 26th, 2004. My mother, sisters, aunt, uncle and my dad's two close friends and I were standing around my father's hospital bed taking turns drinking out of a 16 oz. plastic root beer bottle. We even soaked one of those stupid sad swabs and gave my Dad some. It was one of the first things my Dad requested after his operation and was the catalyst for us realizing that he was not getting better...funny how root beer leaking out of his body, yes actually leaking. out. of. his. body, can make you realize the seriousness of the situation. After the root beer leaking incident, everything went down hill. And he never spoke again either.

I can't even begin to say how caught off guard I was at that stupid f'n root beer. I mean I totally cried at the dinner table in the middle of the restaurant. It was sad.

Today I'm still all blah and crying at times thinking about how horrible that memory is. It's amazing that a friggin' bottle of root beer can do that to me.


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