things are looking up
Baby Brother and I went to see “The Game Plan”, staring The Rock, this evening. It was one of those feel good family movies full of laughs and a couple of really enjoyable necked chest shots of Dwayne. Defiantly worth the full price tickets.
It’s the first time Brother’s been out of the house in days. As if a broken arm wasn’t enough of a burden, he’s had an upper respiratory infection all week. He’s been miserable.
It’s been twice as miserable for him because I’ve been so depressed. Poor baby couldn’t get his poor ole moody mother to pet him while he’s feeling bad. But thanks to some really wonderful folks petting me the last few weeks things are beginning to look better.
I’ve got some fantastic friends. They’ve got sturdy, soaking wet, shoulders that I’ve really had to lean upon a lot to help get me over the hump. It’s reassuring to know there are so many people out there that have got my back. Especially this time of the year.
Of course a really good back rub would make me feel so much better. A heart rub is probably out of the question. But there is a gallon of Butter Pecan ice cream in the freezer, and a whole Pecan pie in the fridge. That ought to do the trick
