I got some really bad news and basically waffled between being angry and sad.
Today was slightly better -
It was father-daughter day at the gun range. Dad and I armed ourselves and went a-shooting.
This is Texas people.
He rushed me home in time to catch up with Mom for Stations of the Cross.
Talk about a dichotomy!
Later, Dad and I ran out for some beer and I popped into the local bike store.
I found out that there is a Saturday morning rude at 0730. I am hoping to join them tomorrow.
So it's safe to say I am still crushed, but as with all disappointments - you pick yourself up and move along.
Go team go - biker chick