The Mean Reds

I was feeling like this before Buddy's accident- a case of the Feburaries.  Then my puppy's injury added a whole new layer of stress and upset.

It's just the dumps. The doldrums.  Nothing major but, I feel like a hamster on my wheel- working and working but never getting done.  Before I can check something off my list, my phone rings, or my e-mail dings and something is added to the list.

Then my childcare for next year became all messed up.  Normally I love straddling the line between staying at home and working.  I make my life more difficult sometimes to accommodate both types of motherhood.  Most the time it works wonderfully, and I am so thankful.  When it doesn't?  We all know who gets the short-shrift.

Okay, the whining portion of this program is over (PRAISE THE LORD! I know!).  I washed my favorite set of sheets last night, and ironed my pillowcase.  I made my bed perfectly (at ten o'clock at night, mind you).  I cozied up to my book, cup of tea, and resolved to shake off this fugue.

And it helped!  I'm not back to normal levels of cheer, but I am roaring through my to-do list, answering e-mails, and getting it done.  One thing and one day at a time, right ladies?

So I'm turning the mean reds into lovey reds.

How can I not- just check out Deedsy Crockett, king of the wild driveway!

 Tommy wore church clothes to church for the first time.

 This book- it might be making me sad, actually.  I still can't believe he's gone.

We went to a fancy black-tie party Friday night.  Deeds said "Oh mama!  You soo sparkly!" And buried his face into my sequined dress.

I forgot to take any pictures at the actual dance, but at least these were taken at dinner beforehand.

 Dell Harper had her first dance Sunday night.  Look at this father daughter combo!  My heart is a big ole puddle right now.

 Also reducing me to a drippy mess?  This one!  I could just cuddle him all day long.  Probably why I can't get anything done!

So on this Valentine's Day, I will turn off the political news that makes my heart so unsettled.  I will work determinedly and persistently  through my tasks.  I will do my housework with a happy heart! Or at least a semi-happy heart.

Most of all I will be grateful for boys in coonskin caps.  For daughters thrilled to go to a dance with her daddy.  For baby smiles.

Even ones in the middle of the night ;)