I feel a little better today, but the day is not over yet. I kinda feel like the clothes going through the ringer in my Mother's washing machine when I was a kid. Now, should I hang myself out to dry? Do any of you remember clothes washing day way back when? My job was getting out the clothes line poles. My Dad's job was putting up the clothes line. The line zigzagged back and forth across part of their back yard. She always said that laundry didn't smell clean until it was hung outside. Now, of course, that was back before air pollution got so bad (grin).
I always feel warm and fuzzy when I think back to my youth. Not that I didn't have problems, I sure enough did. They said I had rheumatic fever twice and would be left with a heart murmur. Well, I wasn't. I owe my growing up healthy to my Mom. She took real good care of me. You see, they didn't think she could have a baby, but I surprised everyone, being born to a woman past her prime. I had to be born by Caesarean section. Then while my Mom was still in the hospital, a blood clot went through her heart and lungs. They said she was very, very lucky to have survived that. My Mom said that it caused some serious pain.
Yep, I am an only child and yep, my Mom spoiled me. But she taught me well and I think I turned out not too much of a spoiled brat. You see, she taught me to share my toys. I always took real good care of my toys but when I shared them, the other brats messed them all up. Some of the ones that I didn't share, I saved and gave to my sons. They finished the job of messing them all up. Now, the sun is finally shining and I want you all to have a great day, you hear?