...just re-read what I wrote earlier today, especially about my mom. Didn't mean to sound so harsh. Gary caught me off guard last night, making a comment about me sounding a bit on edge. Probably could've substituted 'snarky' but he didn't. He was sweet about it, but it's interesting to be told you sound one way when your head says something totally different. Odd.
So, in retaliation I began talking overly adorable, causing him to pretend to gag. Yeah, he's always good for a laugh.
About to have a thunderstorm here, and we'll be graced with cooler temperatures for the weekend as a result. Wonderful.
And the two younger girls want to paint the bathroom tomorrow. More good stuff. Second son bought paint for his apartment, got one can he didn't like, so brought it over here. It's a medium teal sort of color and very intense. Our bathroom is currently an obnoxious Pepto-Bismol pink, not a color I intended when we painted it, but we slapped it on anyhow. I do hate it. The girls want to use the teal, so I'll let them. Let's call it Arts and Crafts Day. I already took a brush to one of the bathroom walls, to see how it looked. Beats the pink. Gary walked in there, walked out frowning and I could see his face changing as he looked over at me. He was getting ready to say something about how the teal was a bit much, but bit his lip. Yeah, we'll go for it.
Fridays. Now that we're not committed to doing my mom's grocery shopping then, I think I'll be happier. And you know...when mama's happy...
