I had a nice mother's day. My family got me a present, which was somewhat unexpected (a new knife set, and a CD that I wanted). I always like presents. And the knives are good. The ones we got when we were married, sixteen years ago next month, were literally falling apart. So now I'll probably cut myself tomorrow.
And I didn't have to do anything in the kitchen. Also nice. In fact, I've slugged about all day and everyone has waited on me hand and foot. They even let me take a nap this afternoon! My whole family has been very very nice to me today.
The weather is very windy and stormy and I'm pretty much hurting all over. Is it OK to talk about that, without complaining? Just stating a fact. It's the fibro. In fact, my friend who has fibro was also hurting today. It's just that kind of weather.
But it was a nice mother's day.