Summer heat

Ian and Daniel are still happily in their camp at SMU. We will go down there today for a family showcase. Grey and Patrick don't want to come because then they will miss their gymnastics class. It seems like someone always has to miss something. Alas...the big family syndrome.

Those two young guys are playing so well together, though. They are best friends. They have developed new games to play, designed a workout room and routine and have had their favorite dinners for the past few nights. It is so easy to have just two.

Yesterday we spent most of the day organizing their room with the help of Suzanne. She is just the most organized person on the planet and was gracious enough to offer to help get me and this family organized. So far, my kitchen desk and Grey and Patrick's room are completed. That only leaves...the rest of the house. This may take some time.

Russell's boss, after recently announcing his impending retirement, hired a new COO to guide Sage. Then, just two days ago, he ended up having an emergency quadruple bypass. Yikes! My mother had one back in February, so I am aware of what it means. We all love his boss, so we are worried about him. Heck, I was sad enough that he was retiring! Russell has never had a better boss and on top of it all, he is a good man. But all this news just makes me feel less settled about Russell's job. Not that he is in jeopardy, but it is clear that big changes are on the horizon. At the very least, Russell has been working longer hours than before. I am not complaining, mind you, but it is indicative of an unwelcome change.

And here's a beef - a big, unrelated one. Why is it that people who are either in an unhappy marriage, or those who are unhappily single, always point out how awful marriage is? Can't they just preach to the choir instead of those of us who are happy? That seems so insulting to me. Almost like I am being mocked.

The other day a friend of mine (unhappily single) was repeating her refrain of "and that's another reason why you shouldn't be in a long term relationship". I think I received the final straw, because I got angry with her. She kept asking me if I was finished, as if this were a short tirade of mine (which I also found offensive). No, I am not finished with defending my happy marriage or anyone else's either. I don't think I ever will be. Like my mom used to say - "If you can't think of anything nice to say, say nothing at all."

Thanks for the unloading.