raramomtoo3

Hey there dear reader I hope your Sunday is going well.  I am glad to announce that I had a shower today.  I know this is a simple task but to me it is a VERY big deal.  So I hope I am not stinky anymore. Unfortunately the joy of the shower didn’t help the pain of what followed.  Yes we have do the “TORTURE” already for today.  It takes everything in my power to not scream out loud.  I can just imagine a SWAT team bursting through the door and windows expecting to find dead bodies all over.  So I get a pillow in a death grip and try my best not to scream, curse, or die.  Even with the pillow it freaks the kids out.  My youngest said I was “Squealing”.  My son is convinced he wants to see “it” but I can’t afford therapy for him and my husband.  Bless my husband’s heart I think he hates doing it more than me having it done.  I swear I saw tears in his eyes.  It is probably for the love he has for me or the fact that is going to throw up but either way it sucks for him.  So I have taken my pain medication in hopes the pain will go away.  Seems to me the person who come up with this healing from inside out was Marquee De Sade. That is the only way someone thought this crap up.  So I am still panicky over the upcoming holidays.  Just 17 days till the fat guy arrives and I am just praying he arrives with gifts and a lottery tickets in time for Christmas.  As I sit here rambling and watching The Grinch I have come to the conclusion that Staph Infection is The Grinch.  It was green and it snuck into my body and stole all my holiday cheer.  I just pray to it don’t grow two sizes.  (That was a joke)  I actually witnessed a sight I don’t see often.  All of my children (even the oldest who is too cool) lay in bed with me and watched a Christmas movie.  Can you believe that?  I didn’t even have to threaten with a hand gun.  I was so happy for those two hours.  No one argued, screamed, cursed, and hit.  That is a major miracle my dear readers.  For those two hours my life didn’t suck and I am grateful for that.  Of course they went their separate ways but for those two hours we were a family.  So on that note dear readers I will let you go back to your life and not jinx my peace and quiet.  I hope the “family” angels smile down on you and your family today and I hope someone kicks the guy who invented “healing from inside out” in the balls……..

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