The idea of manties — yes, folks, panties for men – all decked out with lace and bows – or your husband telling you he wants some. I almost had Dina McGreevey on the phone to get her lawyer’s number….when Jim said he was joking and thought the whole idea was insane.
I’m sorry any man who wants to wear panties….isn’t a man.
This video touched my heart. It is thought provoking and wonderful.
http://www.aane.org/about_aane/aane_video_gallery.html
Scroll down on the page….My Brother Tom.
For three days, Andrew begged to go to the carnival that was set up outside his school. He’s been to many festivals before. We took him on Saturday…an hour before the heavens broke loose and rain and thunder crashed down upon us.
He held his ears, he shook, he was terrified. It broke my heart (I know it breaks alot). He had a little fun in the mirror house (but was too scared to come down the slide a second time). He had fun on the big super slide with his dad. But every ride — he tried them all once and that was it…was scary for him.
Saturday afternoon we had a graduation party that I baked five different bars/brownies for and made penne with vodka sauce (for 50). It was for our nephew who graduated college. Andrew and I went over a few hours late – it would be too much for both of us to stay there 4 hours. I would have surely killed someone. But Andrew had a great time playing ball with his older cousins (I mean older – 20, 23 etc.) I dreaded it – I know what everyone was thinking why have you gained so much weight – let’s see – five miscarriages now, hormones, fertility drugs, stress, and NOT eating helped. I was hoping someone would ask me – so I could say – and “what happened to you?”
Thankfully, on Sunday there was a street fair near us – and Andrew got to jump in a few bouncy houses. He can’t do any of them where you have to go into a tight opening (the catepillar one for instance) or one where he has to climb up a rope – he has a hard time and freaks out if some other kid gets behind him. But he did have fun and was happy.
My husband is depressed. His job.
There are far worse things in the world – but right now – we’re just sad and tired.
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