1. Man, I was out of sorts last night. Don't know why. I got home and wanted to treat myself to some time to figure out a new banner for my blog. I don't like any of the standard templates and I assumed I could figure it out. I was wrong. I hated all the pictures I had, got hung up because my damn connection is so fucked up and couldn't figure it out after all. And it's really not important but it drove me crazy. All the kids playing in the yard were irritating me even though they weren't doing a thing wrong. I wasn't upset with anyone or about anything but I just felt frustrated and headachy and grumpy. Ernie tried to be helpful and sympathetic but when he saw our neighbor Rob he brightened up at the thought of friendly company and scurried outside. I sat inside by myself (!) and watched Hell's Kitchen. Every so often the Lego playing creatures infiltrated but I couldn't complain as they were so damn cute. Honest to God, Linda has one of the cutest families I've ever seen in my life and of course I happen to think mine are pretty damn cute too. When Owen saw what he was watching he wailed "Oh, I LOVE this show....can I watch it with you?" and he curled up next me and let me sniff him and kiss the top of his head every so often.
Watching bad tv and having a glass of wine (as well as snuggling with Owen) finally eased me somewhat. I'm worried about my mother and feel like I'm not doing enough for her. I get in these states and the future scares me. Instead of thinking how good most of the present is I get hung up on the future. STOP DOING THAT CYNTHIA.
2. My doctor is increasing my blood pressure medication. Maybe that will stop the headaches I've been getting too. I'll cross my fingers as they sure as hell don't help anything.
3. So what do you think my blog banner should look like? What do you think would represent this blog? Even though I put pictures of the guys up all the time somehow I don't want them on my banner. I haven't been able to bring myself to change my tagline about having elderly parents....I think I'll have to leave it that way. A week from today it will be two months since my father died.
4. Another question to put to a vote: Should Ernie agree to paint the dining room orange? I guess if I were a really good blogger embed a little voting thing. Oh well. Another time....
