The morning sun is shining like a red rubber ball.

[wishing, hoping]

Okay I have calmed down, for now. I have a wee bit o'Irish in my blood and when I get mad I get good and mad and it takes a long time for me to calm down.

I had to take D to the dentist yesterday because her gum was bleeding in one spot and she said it was itching like crazy. She couldn't even brush there because it hurt her so badly. The dentist said there was something embedded in her gums that was trying to work it's way out. Kind of like a splinter. He said he wasn't concerned, but if it wasn't better in a week to bring her back in. He gave her an oral antiseptic rinse to use after every meal and she says it feels better already. Turns out D had a toothpick at her dad's and poked herself with it and that is what is embedded. I called J today to tell him about the medicine and to make sure she takes it and to explain what the dentist said. He said he was aware of the toothpick incident and didn't think anything of it even after D's tooth started bleeding. I told D not to use any more toothpicks because of this.

Tonight I am going to a major league baseball game with some co-workers. We got free tickets and are sitting in the vendor box. Should be a good time. It's been a long time since I have been to a baseball game.

So I need to find a new stove. The new part needed is no longer carried because the stove is so old and would cost over $300 if it was available. That's just for the part, not for the labor to install. So I have started the search. I will take care of it because my landlord is slow on the draw. Otherwise it will be another month before I get my stove.

Funny as it may seem, I have been giving dating advice to my friend back home who has been recently divorced as well. She has about 4-5 men chasing her. But they are all losers with issues. Some drink too much, some have commitment fear, some watch porn, PLUS her ex she just divorced wants her back yet hasn't made one step to change himself for the better. It makes me sad to watch this. I keep telling her she is worth more than these idiots, but she keeps telling me she doesn't want to give up on these guys if its "Meant to be". UGH. I told her there is no such thing as "meant to be" and even if there was, there would be no immediate red flags with "meant to be". It would just be. I feel like a jaded and bitter woman when I keep reminding her off all the red flags that pop up. I told her that everyone has issues, but she needs to decide if these issues are ones she can live with or not. That is what makes the difference.

Thing is I used to be like that. Making excuses for bad behavior and wanting to give guys second chances and accepting their issues which were honestly unacceptable to me. Not wanting to throw something away that was "meant to be". Ugh. That phrase really makes me nauseated. It's on the same level as "you complete me".

I apologized to her because I don't want to rain on her parade and be a negative nelly. She said she needs me to be direct and firm with her because she has a soft spot for these guys and I call it like I see it. In my relationships with people I have always been the mature, wise one everyone comes to for advice. It's no wonder when I found myself in this predicament no one really knew how to help me or what to say. I had to save myself. And I did.

WH