On Earth Day we saw children planting trees along the park. I thought I'd check when we were suppose to plant our stuff for gardening. It's not trees, but veggies. I like trees but can do without the roots, crazy as it sounds, but roots can be a problem in the long run.
I am watching television as I type here, Locked Abroad. It's about capture and beheading of a man. I feel bad for him, but doh.. we all know he is gonna survive this turmoil otherwise he wouldn't be on television.
I have been diagnosed with PTSD a long time ago when I lost my son. Well, who wouldn't have this problem? But the other night, I woke up 3am and felt like I was there again. I laid there and calmed myself down, but I couldn't go to sleep. On top of that, I could hear things I heard when I was a child. This has always bothered me as I grew up. Well, this is why you don't yell at your children. It doesn't go away.
One of the things I learned to cope with it, it write it down. When you have no one to talk to about it, then write it. A lot of times it helps with coping with it.
This morning hubby went to town to get propane to cook our steaks on the grill, ya know.. steak and eggs? Well, I got up and asked if we could tag around.. no problem. Well, we got to the place, and there was a playground.. mind you I had just taken a shower. I told O Grandson, 'C mon, lets grab some good time before we head to the store'. I ran to the swings, and O little one went to the monkey bars. I swung to my amuzement and enjoyed it.. I thought I'd scoot my fat behind a little bit more forward. I must've had a retard attack. The swing popped up into the air, and me and my fat ass hit the ground. I looked towards O hubby as soon as I heard Grandson yelling "GRANMA! GRANMA! GRANMA!!" I see hubby is still yapping with the guy, I looked at Grannyson, and did the Shhhhhhh... I walked towards the bars feeling like a real dumb dumb.. I had to laugh, and it was embarassing. Just how many people saw me then. Major doh!
