It has been a crazy busy weekend. Saturday we went to my cousin’s graduation party. It was our third graduation party this year and let me just say that my cousin, who is a high school graduate, is an absolute gentleman. It is remarkable. He introduced me, his 35 year-old cousin, to all of his friends. I’m certain that I wasn’t that respectful or thoughtful when I was his age.

Then Sunday, we spent a good portion of the day cleaning house and getting some stuff ready for my Mom, who came into town today to get all of her furniture, clothes and assorted crap that has been stored at my house for a year and a half. We have a basement again! Woo-hoo!

The downside is that I’ve been feeling pretty crappy most of the weekend. I felt great Friday, but unfortunately, my hubby had to get a nap in, so I didn’t get to enjoy as much of him during that time as I would have liked. Then Saturday and Sunday I was just feeling crappy. I can’t even fully explain it. A little sick to my stomach, a lot sluggish, a little light-headed and a lot of sinus drainage. Sinus drainage is something that I’m suffering from big-time this pregnancy. In addition to bad headaches. Neither of which are fun and both of which are very unusual for me, so I’m a real baby about them.

Today, I’ve felt well physically, but I’ve been a hormonal basket case. Everything has either made me cry or I’ve just been irritated for really no good reason. There is hardly one thing that happened today that didn’t irritate me in some way or another. My son favors his Dad…I cried. On a normal day, I love the relationship that they share. My Mom’s rental car was in Omaha, because CB didn’t have the vehicle that she needed…fumin’ mad. Not her fault, but I didn’t care. My sister-in-law stops by with some coupons, a diaper sample and the sippy cup that we left behind at my nephews graduation…totally irritated. An extremely nice gesture on her part…why would I be irritated? Your guess is as good as mine. I could go on, too but you’d just think, “what a grump” and I couldn’t argue with you. I can tell that it isn’t rational…but can’t stop it and that is so frustrating for me.

Here’s to hoping for a bright and shiney day tomorrow and I ain’t referring to the weather. I hope you all had a nice memorial day weekend!

Dear Disgusting Creepoid,

The place that I work is really beautiful. The grounds are sculpted, landscaped and maintained meticulously. The sidewalks are all paved with bricks and lined with flowers and shrubbery. Behind our offices is a beautiful pond with a huge fountain. There are walking trails, ducks, fish…it is really a treat just to walk into work each morning.

So, why must you empty your wad of chew on the brick paved walk way going into work? Why must I see your nasty spit covered chewing tobacco on my nice morning trek? Oh and did you notice that there was grass less than a foot away that would have been better camouflage for your icky little habit? Each morning the previous wad is gone and there is a new wad somewhere on my journey. Do you know what that means, Mr. Creepoid? That means that one of our ground keepers is cleaning up your nasty wad of chew and saliva. I don’t care if you chew. I don’t care if you chew so much that your lips fall off…but couldn’t you have the tiniest bit of courtesy for those of us around you and the poor saps that have to clean up after you. Is that so much to ask?

Sincerely,
Disgruntled Co-Worker