2007-05-31
is it Friday yet?
I am in a really bad mood. Really bad. The kind where even hearing that y0k0 ate a corgie doesn't even phase me. Good for her.
My mom, at a visitation, tells an old family friend that she never sees me because they are "low on my priority list" and then turns to me to defend myself. I left.
I made dinner last night (spaghetti) and M acted like he was being served worms, actually removed a bite from his mouth, and said he wasn't hungry. He then proceeded to eat an entire bag of chips. He still can't figure out why I am livid with his behavior. It wasn't that the spaghetti was bad or different, it was that HE didn't want it and I did. He is on his own for dinner tonight.
But on a happy and blessed note, my neice, who has had two miscarriages, just called and said all is good, she's at 14 weeks, and the doctor told her in two weeks her risk goes way down. Happiness is a new little one to love!