Thank You

I am not one to hide my feelings about anything. If something is wrong, you will hear about it over and over again. "Oh - you didn't know that I found out I broke my elbow and failed the bar in the same day? Let me tell you about it." "You didn't know that I am about to be unemployed? Don't worry, I will tell you the whole sob story." I think it got to the point where friends and family did not want to pick up the phone! But I will have to say, as painful as it may have been to listen to me, my friends and family were so supportive and positive when I was going through a funk in my life.

First - MOM CAME! I am not sure anything can beat this gift. She drove up here for a long weekend and helped me clean our house. Since I was walking around like a one-winged bird doped up on Vicatin, our house had turned into something that needed to be on "Oprah." There were no moldy dishes (as my mother admitted she was afraid of) but there was a lot of clutter. Mom scrubbed while I took naps and watched t.v. Then we went shopping, ate cupcakes and watched movies! She sat with me while I cried and just rubbed my back, which honestly, is all you want anyone to do. The problem can't be fixed, so just sympathize with me! The weekend couldn't have been better and Mike actually asked her if she could stay for a few more days. I think he was tired of the whining too.

Next, random friends sent me little cheer up cards and surprises in the mail. It was the nicest thing and I was so grateful for their thoughtfulness. It is amazing how much better a handwritten note makes someone feel. The phone calls were wonderful too! Sorry if I returned them after I had had a few glasses of wine...

Finally, Mike's parents called and told me that they wanted me to come visit them in FL! Mike wasn't able to come so it was just me and the almost in-laws for a week. I was treated like a princess. I checked my bag and was escorted to first class where I drank 2 bloody marys in preparation for my beach week. If you read my blog about car trips, you know I was ecstatic! Of course when I actually got there, I seemed to have brought the bad news with me. It rained all week! We did get a few good days of sun in.

Each morning, Mike's mother, (Mrs. C) woke me up. I left the bedroom to find my breakfast set on a tray for me, coffee already poured. We went outside, ate by the pool and discussed what we would do that day. Shopping or the beach? The beach, or shopping? At night, Mrs. C made a different cocktail for each cocktail hour before dinner. Then she or Mr. C would whip up an incredible meal. We had so much fun and I was sad to come home! (The rain followed me back and it was apparently gorgeous the next day in FL.)

Once I started to feel a little less sorry for myself, I realized how selfish I was being. My best friend works with children in Africa and just built a school there. Oops, not really in the same "feel sorry" for me category. So this blog is a thank you to those of you who put up with me during my cranky month (or two.) I love you all!