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I thought the drama and emotional roller-coaster rides had taken a hike. No way. I am a mess again.

I’ll be the first person to tell you that I am DYING for all this to be over with. This stress is likely to kill me before then, but I tell myself I’ll die happy if I do.

Stress is a funny thing. You never really know it’s there until something breaks – and I don’t mean physically falls and breaks, I mean something in the head. You’ll be going along fine and then BLAM! something gives in your head and you become a raving maniac. Oh yea. I’ve had a couple of those happen these last 4 days. You’d never know it from my blog – but I can tell you FH (future hubby) is being a darling and putting up with me. I think he just KNOWS how hard all this is for me and that is the best part of all this. He understands and is patient.

Hell, patient is his middle name anyway.

My mother never realizes when she’s being overbearing. I sometimes think it’s sweet. We were discussing my wedding dress and she described for me something you’d put your 15 year old daughter in. At first I was just miffed … (WTH?), then I was amused. She still seems me as her little girl. giggle It’s cute actually. Try to imagine me (those who know me personally), in frills and cap sleeves and an a-line skirt that covers my knees! guffaw Mom, I love you.

I feel a little bad that I wasn’t able to fawn over her on Mother’s Day. I had a good reason – I was bent over (while standing) in pain and laying curled when I was horizontal (and horizontal is how I spent most of the day). Man! What kind of punishment is this?  Despite this, she did say it was a good day … I think part of that was that she got to be a “real mother” again. “Do you want me to fix you something to eat?” “Here. Drink this and swallow an advil, it’ll make you feel better.”

Dad helped me tho, which is odd in itself. And together we managed to make mother’s day a pleasant day for her. She did absolutely nothing in the house all day. Which is something I think my mother should have more often. But being the busy-body that she is, that would be like trying to make a dog take a shower complete with shower cap and sudsy liquid soap smelling of lavender and a luffa. Ha!

So anyhow – going to head on out now. Y’all take care, hear?

Light be with you all.

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