Warning...I'm about to do a bit of a whine. You won't hurt my feelings if you run for your life right now.
I'll make this short and sweet but after feeling pretty fabulous for several months my rheumatoid arthritis is apparently in a flare period. I say "apparently" because I try to talk myself out of it and tell myself I'm just having a bad day, or I didn't get enough sleep last night, or my latest reason is that I've over done the swimming. But since the weekend I've just been achy all over all my major joints are sore and swollen. My back and ribs feel like someone has been playing the xylophone on them.
Consequently, I feel tired and cranky. GG is so sweet to me. He made me hot tea last night. Earlier he told me I was crazy to sit in front of the computer when he would make me a nice hot water bottle for my back and tuck me up in bed with tea. My boys know the signs when I'm feeling bad. Shmoo asked me right after school yesterday if I was feeling okay because I was so quiet. Obviously I'm not the reserved contemplative sort of Mom. I'm the Nosy Nora loud "Wass Up!" sort of Mom. This could be why Shmoo tells his friends I'm crazy. Maybe?
I'll probably read this later and wish I'd shut my yapper. What the heck. That's what 'Edit' is for. Am I right?
Completely off subject and my whine fest... Shmoo was home yesterday afternoon with a new girl. Not "the girlfriend". I'm not sooooo out of the loop that I don't know that dudes and babes can be friends. There's a lot of that going around. I'm not completely clueless. However, I still know the difference between friends and, well you know, the other stuff. And believe me, there was plenty of the other stuff going on yesterday. So, I'm thinking maybe that's why he's not going to Homecoming with the GF who goes to the other high school. The cute little chickadee who was here yesterday goes to his school.
Since I'm posting this at midnight I haven't had a chance to have a talk with Shmoo on ethical behavior. It won't be the first conversation we've had on the appropriate way to treat a young lady, but I want to be sure he's not being a jerk to the other girl. That would not make me happy at all. ::sigh:: Maybe I can talk GG into having that chat. I'm feeling so ornery that a conversation with the ever-contrary Shmoo might not be a good idea right now.
I think I'll take GG's advice for once. But don't tell him it was his influence okay? Besides, I managed to make it through and write a post didn't I? Bed, a hot water bottle and tea sound really, really good about now.
I'm not proof reading this. God knows what it says... See you on the flip side.