First Pepsi that I have had in awhile - it's good, but sweet.
My teeth will probably rebel later.
But I don't care.
My son was talking on Facebook last night - he made a whole new account and then he blocked his father and I from it - that isn't what bothered me. What bothered me was the fact that he told his friend that I was 'stalking' him (he's 15 years old - don't I have the right to check out what he is doing from time to time?) - and he told his friend that I told him that nobody would ever go out with him unless they wanted to 'use' him - which I NEVER said to him at any time - and when his friend asked him why, he said (about me) ".....the woman calls herself my mother, but I feel like an orphan."
Hm.....doesn't sound as bad as it felt at 1:30 this morning.
My husband said this is typical teenager behavior.
I resemble that remark.
I don't know if I wrote about my grandmother's ashes coming to my house.
I thought that I would have a hard time with the concept of my grandmother's remains being in the urn, but I really am not.
I picture Grandma every time I go by, and I make sure that I say 'hello'.
Is that crazy?
Am I crazy?
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