Lost in thoughts

Today I was informed by my oh so smart 8 year old that I embarrass her when I dance.  Oh well.  One day she will have kids of her own and understand a few things.  One dancing is freeing and it’s fun.  Especially on those times when a song comes on and a memory comes flooding in.  Whether is from a dance at the high school gym or a bad breakup.  And two, that is what we parents do best, embarrass out children.  It’s a right of passage.  I can fondly remember my parents embarrassing me.  It’s just one of those things we take pleasure from.  So with that, I told her to just wait until we were in public again then I would really embarrass her.  She begged me not to.

My mood today has been less than stellar.  My mother in law stopped by and asked me what time my Dr’s appointment was.  I told her 3 PM and she informed me that she couldn’t babysit the girls because they had an appointment in Tennesse at 2 that they could not miss.  Now this hit me like a ton of bricks because I was actually looking forward to going to the Dr tomorrow.  But instead I had to call and reschedule for next week.  This is gonna suck for the next week.

Tonight I am just sitting here kinda lost in my own thoughts.  Hubby and I were discussing Thanksgiving today.  I casually mentioned inviting my family and was met with an odd look.  Hubby said he did not think it was a good idea.  After listening to his arguement, I would have to agree.  So I’m not even going to say a word and we (my little family) are going to have a very nice dinner alone.  Does it suck?  Sure it does, but I can’t keep getting my hopes up only to have them crash around me.  It’s not fair to me nor my girls.  So ha, I’m not inviting anyone. That just leaves more turkey and all the fixings for me.  LOL.

Anyways, that’s been my day.  It’s not been the best, but it’s not been the worst either.

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