"Come on over over, we're having a party for you." ~ Yacht
That's right. You're all invited to my party. Who, or more appropriately, what are we honoring at this grand gathering? Self-pity, of course! (I could have easily quoted Monica for this post since her ode to PMS pretty much fits my current state of mind).
The IRS hates me. I couldn't sleep last night. I'm a bad mother. I'm a lackluster wife.
It was T's birthday a week ago and I didn't even post about it. Things sort of came up that distracted us from fully celebrating. We will be having a belated BBQ celebration this Saturday, so I am actually throwing a party for someone other than my own self-pity. Patting myself on the back between keystrokes.
Also, my sunshine
Can I join your pity party today??!! It sounds like just what I need! And your not a bad mother for not posting about things....we get busy and sometimes just don't feel like doing a damn thing! Don't be so hard on yourself!!
ReplyDeleteAnd I will certainly have cocktails with ya!
such a cute picture!
ReplyDeleteAw, Miches. Sorry you're feeling down. Don't beat yourself up though...we all have our ups and downs. You are a wonderful friend, sister, daughter, mother, wifey, and all around incredible woman. Don't forget it.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Red. I was trying to make light of my wallowing in self-pity. I'm good now, though.
ReplyDeleteI feel you Michie! PMS just took me hostage. It was 2 days of utter misery! Just be good to yourself! I am glad to see your post that the sun has come out again. You are a wonderful mother and wifey my beautiful friend. I miss you! Next time you are having a pity party, call me! I will make you smile! xoxox
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