The Good, The Bad and the Ugly

The Good... S it gonna be fixed next week!!  Glory Be!!  I'm so excited I'm a bout to jump out of my skin... I really try not to complain about his health issues because I know it's one of those things that it hurts him more than it does me.  So... late next week we are gonna have him "fixed" and hopefully this is the last time that this awful problem rears it's nasty face!!

More good is that my parents are going to come stay with the kids so I don't have to worry a lick about their physical welfare... now the emotional welfare... that might be another story, but alas I survived 19 years, surely they can stomach a couple of days while out of town "fixing" their dad!!  I explained to the 12yo that we are a team and that we are all gonna pull together because we have a team member who is down and we all have to take up the slack... it wasn't well received, or at least I didn't get the reaction that I was hoping for. My parents are all about what I lovingly refer to as "Life Lessons".  They haven't figured out yet that grands are to be played with and enjoyed.  They seem to see them as their own, to be constantly held accountable for every transgretion, no matter how slight... to learn from them.  They never have learned to pick their battles as they pick every battle.  The up side is that they love my babies very much and their physical needs will be well taken care of!

The Bad...  I want it done today.... not tomorrow... not next week... TODAY.    So the surgery is going to be late next week, recovery time is going to be a couple of weeks and then S will have to just be gentle with affected area.  He, also, is not looking forward to his in laws visiting due to what it does to his submissive wife.  When they come to town, she leaves, and is replaced by some alien chick that acts like a very short tempered 5yo.  S is also very stressed about this procedure... since his ever so submissive wife takes care of his every need, he isn't used to stressing... Bless his little heart!

The Ugly... the fact that I can get pretty ugly before, during and after my parents and my family get together.  It stresses me out and it oozes out every pore.  I think before they get here I'm going to have to ask for a couple of swats to keep me inline.   My parents treat me as though I am 5yo.  I think they have a hard time getting their heads wrapped around the fact that I'm over 40, am raising 2 great kids, own my own business, have been married for over 16 years and am getting ready to start college again... course I guess I would have a hard time remembering all of that sometimes too... when a person is treated like they are five, a person tends to act as such... S is going to try to keep me in line!!

The ugly truth... I need a spanking..... I need a fixed husband, and I want to enjoy the company of my parents... the other ugly truth is that company and fish both start stinking after about 3 days!! *giggling*