Good Days and Bad Days

Every day is an adventure with my mother.  She has a good day that turns bad in a heart beat and she has bad days that stay that way.  Funny how if a bad day turns good, she still considers it a bad day.  Can’t argue with her because she gets a little mean.  Can’t even ask her to explain things; she gets a little miffed.  Miffed often means a little mean.  But catch her on a good day that hasn’t changed and she is heaven.

Every day is an adventure for me as well.  I finally admitted my lethargy and desire to do nothing was depression.  My good friend Choi’s death while I was gone and the constant upheaval with my mom…not even the pup can bring me out of this funk.  Maybe after the memorial service, I can come to grips with Choi being gone.

But you can’t keep a good gal down.  Today my family is coming over for the first bbq of the season.  We’ll be eating inside because of the rain…but Doug gets to grill outside 🙂  Everything is ready except the corn–off to the farmer’s market to see if they have any fresh.  I doubt it yet so then off to the grocery to get some of theirs from gawd knows what country.

Peace to us all~~~