Rough ride....

Life that is... another pot hole averted....

Last night I went to visit my mom and pop's for a few minutes in between picking up and dropping off children, here and there. I walked in the house and my mom gave me that up and down look...

She said "You look really good", thanks mom....(I have lost quite a bit of weight in the last 6 months) and she said "No, you REALLY look good, there is a light in your eyes I have not seen in along time".... sad, I never realized it had gone out...

On went the discussion about life, kids, ex, the house, is the lawn mower fixed (that f#%*, lawnmower), by the way "no" its not, still waiting for a belt.... I almost drove the blasted thing in the pond.... She wants to know how I am "really" doing.... Must have been the night for "reallies"
I tell her I am fine, YES, Mom I am OK.... I have my day's, I explain, but I wont sit in a puddle and feel sorry for myself... Mom wants to know "why?" Why, don't you feel like you deserve to feel bad after everything.... My answer....

I am not going to sit in a puddle, because "I hate wet underwear"!

It took awhile for her to stop laughing....