Meghan: Bunco Night Was a Blast
After their charity feud, Shannon invites Meghan to bunco night. Read Meghan's thoughts on the evening.
Moving sucks! And watching this episode made me want to throw one of my empty boxes (from yet another move) at the television for minimizing the stress and overall terrible feelings that come with a move. But it's TV and since moving isn't fun to do, it can't be fun to watch.
I know you hear me say that Jimmy doesn't do any of the actual moving and that's why he thinks it's easy, well he didn't up until we moved out of our four month rental. That was the first time he unpacked more than one box. And guess what, now he hates moving! Finally! You see him rummaging through a drawer, he wasn't packing.
When Shannon called me to invite me to bunco I was thinking: What the heck is she calling me for when I am in the middle of moving and I'm stressed to the hilt. I don't have the time to rehash the boloney that happened in Napa. The whole time I'm thinking "Oh my gosh the movers don't know what to pack and what is being donated and Jimmy has no idea about that either. I need to get downstairs!" (You guys don't see the craziness that was happening in my house.) When Shannon said she "assures me" that everything will be fine, that is when I said I look forward to you proving that. I used the word "prove" because it is a synonym for "assure" -- I googled it: as•sure verb tell someone something positively or confidently to dispel any doubts they may have. "Tony assured me that there was a supermarket in the village." synonyms: reassure, convince, satisfy, persuade, guarantee, promise, tell; affirm, pledge, swear, vow.
So therefore, she told me she'd prove herself to me. Then she called me back and said she didn't have to prove herself to me. Ok, then don't, she said it not me. This doesn't have anything to do with my age. I was just regurgitating her own promise.
Moving on, Shannon didn't know I was stressed and I should've accepted her invitation instead of drag it out no matter how surprised I was. And I'm glad she did invite me to bunco and I'm glad I went.
Coffee enemas? Do those really work? It sounds hokey to me especially when referencing it in the same sentence as cancer. I understand the urge to battle cancer with all means necessary (holistic, strange, alternative, whatever) but Brooks has stage 3 aggressive Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma, so why aren't they talking about the chemo and what it does? Instead we have to hear about coffee enemas and what it does? Am I missing something??
I can't believe Heather got that thing taken out of her hand like it was no big deal! I had to turn my head away from the screen. And of course Heather downplayed the whole thing. I don't know how you do it girl.
Bunco night was a blast. Shannon and I had a wonderful time (aside from the awkwardness of me arriving ON TIME which is apparently first with this group) and I loved getting to know her friends.
I remember being in the restroom and thought I heard screams or crying. I walked back into the party and I couldn't hear it anymore. And then the screams came on stronger. When I saw Vicki it was devastating. Just a few seconds earlier her world was fine, and then it was destroyed. It was awful and my heart went out for her then and it goes out for her now. Like I said, fate doesn't give a sh**. And there is nothing fair or consoling about that statement. I thought the flashbacks with Vicki and her mother were very sweet and I was crying throughout the entire scene. May her soul rest in peace.