Ramblings of a cosmo-laced mind

First of all--one should not drink white cosmos if one is already down in the dumps. Trust me, it just makes the dumps a worst place.

Second of all--one should not try to blog while drinking cosmos and in the dumps. Life is tough enough...

So--the last 7 days have been "sucky" to say the least.

My oldest cousin, Donna, died of breast cancer. She was 59 and a most amazing woman. She understood childrearing long before we had the likes of Oprah, Dr. Phil, etc. to explain it to us. She got "IT"--that to raise polite, kind, sweet kids, one must model politeness, kindness, and sweetness. She didn't just model it; she was it.

My neighbor and friend Sarah was diagnosed with breast cancer. To say the least, I am cancered-out. I mean, I know everyone hates the disease, but I've just had more than my share of cancer news in the last couple of years.

And then... this stupid home remodel has me in a complete and utter state of aggravation. This project was supposed to be 4-6 weeks. As of last night, the earliest completion date is sometime in September. That will put us at 6 MONTHS! I'm ready to hang any and all contractors and subcontractors. They are just hacking me off!

Oh--and knowing I have to go to Louisiana in the next few weeks for my parents' 50th wedding anniversary. Louisiana in July--nuff said.

Okay--so now the cosmo has made me sleepy. Like I said, cosmos and blogging--not a good combination.

A Great Dad

Here's to my dad--the keeper of great treasures in his shirt pocket