Ironic = wearing a Lance Armstrong Livestrong bracelet while hanging your arm out the car window to flick your cancer causing cigarette.
Relief = waking up to a rainy morning and seeing that your car windows are shut.
School has begun. The boy is not thrilled but at least he's going without complaining. The girl on the other hand cried this morning because she couldn't go back today. Actually, I suppose she could go today but mommy and daddy are too cheap to spring for any extra time. Sorry girl.
The son is heading to Maine for the weekend with my parents and the husband is coordinating the Brother in Law bachelor party. Golf, cookout then Foxwoods Casino. My BIL has systematically stolen from/lied to/badmouthed all of his friends and alot of his family so virtually everyone has either said No or said yes and then called with a "sorry, we have an important XYZ to go to now and we can't make it". They are down to three guys. Poor husband stuck with this load of crap. Me? I'm off to that 100 house yard sale with a good friend of mine on Saturday. Big thrills, eh? Hey, it doesn't take much. I'm low maintenance. Isn't that a good thing?
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