My heroes...

... are Elliot and George. They were so nice to me last night. Both offered to come by if I wanted them too. It was a sweet of them, but I decided that probably wasn't such a good idea**. Elliot listened to me whine over the phone and George left about 10 messages. (Yes, I did return his calls.) I didn't have the ingredients for Irish Coffee or a Taz drink and I ran out of ice cream around midnight. I ended up watching one of The Lord of the Rings DVDs. Return of the King to be exact. It is my favorite in the trilogy. Aragorn is very nice looking! Of course I am no longer able to watch anything with a sword in it without thinking about Elliot's "big ass" sword. Which was a good thing last night because it made me feel better.
I'll be okay. It may take a few days, but I will get through this!

"In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity"
So true because I had the opportunity to see how caring some of the guys can be.

**To be clear: It wasn't that I minded them dropping by, but John was already upset with me and I figured me spending the evening alone with two unmarried men would not help the situation. However, had I known then what I know now, I would have let them come.