Cancer: February 2009 Archives

My Dear Husband had his own way of lifting my spirits today.  He took me on a toboggan tour of the winter wonderland out in the meadow.  All the trees were decorated with crystal frost. 

I felt physically bad on Sunday but I also let the physical put me into a mental funk.  I kept it from the boys. But of course I tortured my poor husband with all my negativity.  Uhggg!  What a wonderful way to ruin the afternoon and any hope of getting a good night's sleep.  Sometimes I think of those negative thoughts like a coal black squirrel sent from Satan that runs round, and round, and round my head like a rat on a wheel.  I have to take that d____m squirrel captive and send it back where it came from!