I love you guys!!

....add the drunken voice to this to get the full effect of this title.

Anyway, thanks for both commenting so promptly. I also wanted to note to you, Depressionista, that the post I did previous to the one yesterday was written one day AFTER you wrote your last post.

I think the list of rules that you laid out,Depressionista, are good and cover about any situation. Thanks for laying those out there. It is too bad not all friendships/relationships don't start with a list of rules/contract. It might help save a lot of time and/or emotional stress.

Here is my list of general friendship rules....

1. Please don't tell me that I am "a mess"....even if it is true. I don't respond very well to things of this nature and I can not be held responsible for how I do respond to this. You can say to me that you "are concerned about my well-being".

2. Please don't take offense to my frequent laughing. I tend to find many things, including things that are not meant to be, amusing. Sometimes, I can see where this would greatly offend people. I tend to be the one in the theatre laughing at a death scene,etc.

3. Keep in mind that I come from a genetic pool that is full of mental illness. And unfortunately, I am very aware of this. Double wammy. Not that I will use this as an excuse for any of my behaviors...but I do think that it accounts for some of my "oddities". Just take note.

4. Sometimes, I really hate to make decisions about things so I am more than open to others doing that for me. As long as it does not involve me having to ride on amusement park rides, watch football, or go to church....there are probably other things that I may object to but those are the ones that come to mind immediately. I will object if I feel strongly regarding the choice you are about to make but usually I am a pretty open person.

This is a good start...I'm sure I will come up with others. Thanks for being my friends. Hopefully, the rules are too stringent.

No work, no cry....

My two week vacation is coming to a close. I would like to thank Depressionista and Itchy Tingle (from here on out for the sake of simplicity and because it is kind of funny, I will refer to them as S & M) for a fabulous vacation to Cleveland that started last Wednesday and ended this past Monday. To be honest, I was impressed with Cleveland. I found the people to be very friendly and not nearly as trashy as some of the people here in Iowa. Plus they have those cute accents. The food was awesome.

M, I really appreciated your generosity--letting stay at your house, use your awesome tub and eat your food. And I love all of the fun stuff that you gave me. And I loved hearing about your trip to China.

Here is a question that I feel could use some discussion:
So now that I have come and stayed at your house, M, where does our relationship go from here? And S, how do feel about this? I have never had the opportunity to ask a question like this and I thought the "blog world" is a good safe place to just lay it out there. Where are the boundaries on friendships of this nature? Do I continue to find out how you are doing M, through S, or can I give you a call once in awhile to check in? Are you comfortable with this, S? The whole friendship boundary can get kind of weird in situations like this. I don't want anyone to feel left out. I would like to hear your thoughts on this topic. I guess sometimes, I get stuck in thinking there is a "right way and a wrong way" in friendships when really, it is what everyone is comfortable with...just let me know where all of your comfort levels are.

Yesterday we accomplished another milestone. My son got tubes in his ears and his adnoids out. It went very well--it helps when you expect it to be hell. He didn't cry at all during the morning. I had the best "mom moment" ever after he got out from surgery and was in recovery. He had picked out a teddy bear from the surgery center's collection. The nurse was asking him about it and he said "its for my mom". Of course, that started the flood gate of tears, the kid is having surgery done and he thinks of getting something for me. We came home, he took a nap, and started to eat pretty much normal food that evening. Now that I think about it, I don't think he took a pain killer that whole time. Sheesh...he is more a man than I am.

I apologize for just how lame of a post this is. But I am having difficulty focusing on any one thing in my life at this time. I feel a bit scattered but I am actually enjoying it. There has been a nice sense of tranquility with this vacation!