Hate it When

Don't you hate it when your hubby comes home from work

and says

Wow, you've had a rough blogging day!
Do you want to know my opinion?

You are being petty and angry.

And today you acted to the antithesis of what you want your blog to be:
entertaining, light-hearted, and fun.

And you know he's right.

I hate it when he's right.

And then I don't even want to let him give me that hug that I really want and need,
because somehow he has just become the enemy too.

Breathe Alice.
Breathe.

This too shall pass.

And I can't be too upset that my husband is so smart.
Somehow that reflects good on me.
And let's face it, I need all the kudos I can get right now.

I love you LeGrand,
just as soon as I get home from Pack Meeting,
I will be ready for that hug.

Boy, my life sucks right now.
Blogging smackdown and Pack meeting all in one day.

At least it is raining outside so I don't have to water the lawn.

There's always a silver lining.
And I am doing something right by teaching my kids that
because the other day when Abigail took out her load of lights with inkpen all over everything, do you know what she said?
At least it wasn't my whites.

And she was right.
And she learned that from her mom.
Her mom that was too emotional today.
And too sensitive.

And yes she gets that from me too.
Thank goodness she also has the genius genes from dad.

Wow, there's nothing like life tragedy to bring out the desire to write.
Anyone else have something to dish out?