DH had a vasectomy one Friday several years ago. One of the best tips ever was the bag of frozen peas trick. Yea, don't make me explain it more than that. :-D Anyway, the DAY AFTER the vas, DH needs to do something to make him feel... manly, I guess. LOL Off to the dealership we go, bag of frozen peas in hand, literally. LOL We look around and he decides on a truck. A BIG truck. The extended version even. As y'all know, from the test drive to the negotiations to the inking of the deal takes hours. After a couple of hours, DH's pain meds are wearing off and the peas are getting a little... limp. :-D So, he tells the salesperson, "thats it, I'm done. I had a vas yesterday and I'm in a little pain and I'm leaving now." We start to walk away, but now Glen has the attention of several of the salespeople and they're asking him questions... and he's getting sympathy and "I" am getting the look. You know, the one like I'M the bad guy for making him go through it. Long story short, DH gets the deal he wanted and we leave in his new truck.
Fast forward two weeks... I decide "I" like the truck and keep asking him to "borrow" it. It's been mine ever since. :-D
Personally, I'm good watching 30 minutes of news in the morning and 30 minutes in the evening. How much news can a person get during a day before you start getting bummed out or depressed? I have strong opinions on the media of today... I don't like them. My news channel of preference is BBC. THEY know how to do news!
I've tried gently suggesting we find something else to watch, maybe a movie or something? A cooking show? An infomercial? The Weather Channel? ANYTHING? Please?? Pretty please, with sugar on top??? No. He likes the news. So, we watch the news, ALL FREAKIN' DAY.
The alternative is that we don't, which only means one thing, and I don't want to think about it. So, we watch the news and know that one day, we won't have to and will miss it.
And thats the way it is.
Funny, right? I remember a time not so long ago when I could make a list in my head and remember it. And along came children. And poof! Now I must resort to my day planner to remember things such as birthdays and vacations.
My friend Juls is pregnant. With TWINS. She did this on PURPOSE. And she is HAPPY about this, even though she is old, like me. LOL And it made me reflect on ME, my attitude and my children.
Anyone who knows me knows I love my children. All of them. All of the time. My children are my greatest joy and my greatest heartache. I thought being a parent meant I would mold a perfect little being into a world class citizen, but alas! My children have molded me into the person I am today, and I'm just wondering... who would I be if not for my children? I mean, if someone had TOLD me certain things, like the fact that raising babies is the EASY part of parenting and raising teenagers really does mostly suck, would I have listened? Would I have NOT had children? Probably not. So I guess I was destined to lose my mind.
So the lesson must be in what I have FOUND. I have a family who loves me, warts and all. I have learned some valuable lessons about what it means to give and to laugh and to live each day to it's fullest because life is a GIFT.
Congratulations, my friend, on your new found gifts. May they bring you all the love and laughter you deserve. :-)