Steve recently made an offhand comment about me being miserable, and when I questioned his assumption, he declared that one only had to read my blog to discover how sad and miserable I was.
I hope this isn't the case. I really do. Because although I am, at times, really miserable and sad or angry, most of the time I am just fine. Sometimes I am ecstatic! Sometimes I have difficulty understanding why I am so happy. Perhaps it just doesn't translate.
This valentine's day I asked Steve NOT to get me a huge box of chocolates. A small one would be appreciated, but the big ones I've gotten for the past few years were too much. I'm trying to get rid of these last few baby pounds, after all...
Saturday morning Steve gave me a very sweet small box of chocolates. I gave him a large bag of peanut m&m's. I also gave each of the boys a heart shaped box of chocolates. I should have coordinated with Steve because he also gave each of the boys a small box of chocolates. We then left to go to a boat show (fun) and stopped by Lillian's on the way home. She mentioned that she had stopped by our place while we were away, and she had left us 1 blueberry cake, 1 valentine's cake, and 1 small box of valentine's candy for each of the boys. I also had purchased a heart shaped ice cream cake. I guess we really should coordinate this gift giving business, because looking around you'd think we were selling the stuff.
Anyway, my point is, this is a funny thing! And I am not at all sad or depressed about it. How could one be miserable with all this chocolate in the house?
1 comment:
IT AIN'T SO!!!
(You are such a positive force in the world, Kathleen. With all the poop you put up with—literally and figuratively—to still have a smile on your face at least once a day is remarkable... so keep up the good work!)
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