Today has not been the best of Saturdays for various reasons. The blueberry cobbler I made for BigBoy did turn out well at least, the 'boy' ate almost half of it. Guess it would all be gone if there had been vanilla ice cream to go with it.
Mr. Unplugged did not start the day in good spirits which quickly involved and enveloped me as well. A foul mood such as this morning's makes me work alot and I was on my feet five hours then the pain really kicked in but the stubborn streak did as well. Yeah, I know, stubbornness is not a virtue, at least not in this case, but I could make the argument that it can be a useful characteristic at times......save that for another post.
Just yesterday a friend was telling me about her children "fussing and fighting" as she excused herself to count to ten with one of them. I warned her that it would not get that much better. Today, my almost twenty-one year old son and sixteen year-old daughter set out to prove me right. They chose a bad day to pair the "fussing and fighting" with "sick and tired". They were warned that I was about to scream. Sure enough, "would you two leave each other ALONE!" I've not done that in a long time and fortunately for them it was in a mezzo soprano tone as opposed to a high soprano which I've been known to do.....it is very attention grabbing, if not down right painful. Naturally, shortly thereafter, I apologized for yelling at them...BigBoy is sensitive and VolleyGirl, well, she can be too, depending on her mood.
The house is once again quiet. Probably no coincidence that Mr. Unplugged and BigBoy have gone out for awhile. Ahhhh, my blood pressure has lowered, however, the urge to 'scarf' down ice cream has not. Hey, I know it's bad for you but I'm not picking up a cigarette, hitting the bottle or popping a pill. Hmmmmm, maybe I should count to ten...1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. There. I still want it.
Okay, though it's close to 9 pm, I will go paint instead, until time for bed.
Note to self for prayers tonight: Please Lord, help my three, ...uh, I mean two children be kinder and more respectful to each other tomorrow and each day after. Thank you for making me a high soprano - just in case they aren't.