I am sorry for my earlier "Debbie Downer" post. Despite the problems with my legs, I am still able to walk without assistance. I am doing ok in the health department.
Tonight we celebrated s14's b-day. We went out as a reduced size family (W and I, d20 and s14.) But we also had my parents and W's Father. And one of W's sisters (whom I am close to) and her husband. It was really great to have everyone there.
So I was "on" making sure everyone was involved in the conversations, while being upbeat (esp. about the Vikings - Skol Vikings!) And a bit funny. Here is an example:
Me to S14 - Do you know how close you were to having a really weird name?
S14 - no.
Me: Your back-up names were "7" (courtesy of George from the 'Seinfeld' show), or "Benmont". Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. Well, of course, I wanted to name you after the keyboardist of Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers (keyboardist Benmont Tench). The group burst out in laughter - but I couldn't tellif they were laughing with me or at me. Everyone was enjoying the time together, and as I said, it was lotsa fun.
Ok, I am sorry to bring up W, but I must. W let me know earlier in the day that she threw out her back, she was in horrible pain (along with her fibromyalgia), and she was seeing a doctor in the afternoon. The doctor gave her some Vicodin, and then at dinner she had 2 drinks - and for my tiny W, she was lit up.
At the end of the meal, W pulled me aside and asked me to drive s14 back to W's place. She told me she could not safely get him back home. Of course, I agreed.
W gave me a hug, and turned to give me a kiss but she caught herself. Dang, I can't even get a kiss out of a plastered woman after a nice night out. I gotta work on my game.