Mama was right

My mother is my confidante and the person I call about ANYthing (and everything). I find a weird spot on my body? I call my mom and she quickly reassures me it's normal and to do this or that. I need a good recipe? I call my mom and she has 20 available. And I have a break up...mom's on the other line, not saying much BUT she's there and that's all I need.

So, my mom recently gave me a good piece of advice...joking...but I'm going to take her up on this. I call her and tell her any riDICulous story from work and she just LAUGHS and then says "thanks for the story!" (or today she said "Thanks for the chuckle!). She told me after a couple of stories, "You need to write a book about these stories...you'll forget them and NO ONE will believe you!"

It truly is unreal...I can't even believe some of the stories have happened but they HAVE because I've been there! I wish I could tell the tales here but I can't...too risky and it's not worth that. Being in education, WOW, you really have to watch everything...the public is ready to POUNCE on you! So just look out for Spooky Winters in the future...the title of my book will be something along the lines of "Crazy Sh*t I can't even make up!"

Side note: I've recently been thinking about "the one who got away" from college. Gosh, I'm sure everyone can think of THAT guy they had back in the day and still wonder "I wonder what he's doing, where he's at, how many kids he has..." Good ol' Justin Olson...he was my love. For a while, though, he had no idea. Or heck, maybe he did and thought I was crazy, but in my head, he didn't know. :) The best thing is, I wasn't psycho and we actually built a good friendship over time and got to know each other. He had a girlfriend the whole time, BUMMER and sad face, but I respected that so we were friends. I always loved that boy, though! LOVED. Even the guy I dated a bit in college said "I'm only worried about one guy in your life...JUSTIN!" He knew about my love for JO because we were friends before dating and he knew of the love stories I told.

I am so happy that I have a guy like this as a memory. He made my days in college...just to see him driving on campus, out at a bar, or at the baseball house...I just got very very happy. I won't bore you tonight with the details of our love story (ha ha), but maybe some day I'll just blog about the story from start to end. What's really heartbreaking is that the night I graduated college, he was trying to get the girl driving us home to take us to his place and she refused (because she was in love with him, too! Who wasn't?!), so when she dropped me off, I closed the car door and bawled all the way to my door. I knew I may never see Justin again and I was just so heartbroken. :(

BUT, good news, I did..many more times. We kept in touch, called each other when I was in Champaign (and he was still in school) and when he was in Chicago. When my little Nokia phone rang and I saw his name pop up, my heart skipped a beat. Why couldn't that have worked out? Maybe so I'd still have this funny little love story in my heart and hold him that high regard just always curious about what might have been. Hmmm...Justin...I hope he's well! I'm totally blogging about this entire story in the near future, so stay tuned. Night!