Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day to all the mommies. I hope everyone had a great day! Ours was just 'okay'. Dylan spent the night, so I got a crappy nights sleep, shared the hide-a-bed w/Dylan. Why they call it a hide-a-bed is a mystery to me. It should be called a hide-a-torture-rack. (sigh). But I digress. Yesterday I bought Debbie and Heather potted tulips for MD, and put them on a table in the living room. Dave didn't notice them all night (big surprise!) He did, however notice them this morning, so here comes the driving issue.....again. For those of you who don't know this, Dave's Neurologist had his drvers license revoked last August due to his AD. He wanted to take the car "just down the street" to Ralphs to buy me flowers. The sentiment was very sweet, I must say. When I suggested that I needed a few things and maybe we could go together, he flew into a rage. Now for the better part of our 33 married years, Dave was always Mr. Mellow, so when these new AD symptoms rear their ugly head, it's just, hmmm let me think, well it's just weird. He stormed around the backyard, cursing under his breath, but he came around. (thank God!) I am fortunate that Dave is mostly 'still in there' and these things (anger, rage and, lately, a little aggression) don't happen everyday, but they do happen. Back to the driving issue...last week I parked on the street when I got home, and later that night Dave said he would put the car away. Okay, I thought, it's only 100 yards, right? Off he went, and 5 minutes later, crash, boom, bang in the garage. He plowed into the truck rack that sits on the floor, and took a chunk out of my bumper. Now let me tell you, this truck rack is the bane of my existance. It comes off a truck that Dave hasn't owned in almost 2 years, and being that he will never drive again, why in the hell do we need to keep this stupid thing? One of my co-workers was interested in buying it, and when I mentioned this to Dave, he informed me he may need it someday. Sigh....
We had a BBQ with Matt and Heather (and Chris and Dylan), and Heather actually cooked! :) Now this was a total shock. Not only doesn't Heather cook, I don't think she even knows where her kitchen is! The food was actually delicious (after many phone calls to mom-in-law with quesitons), but I appreciated it. We're home now, Dave was crabby so I sent him off to take nap. I think for me, a little wine therapy is in order! Take care, and I'll blog at ya soon!