(((Nancy)))
You know, I think sometimes holiday expectations are too high, and we think, THIS dinner should be perfect, or special, or at least better than average... just because of some arbitrary date on the calendar -- and then it is so easy to get upset when little things go wrong. Oh well, we just have to tell ourselves, tomorrow will be better and it doesn't matter what the calendar says as long as we mix enough good days in with the bad.
Dh here was kinda in a bad mood at supper b/c (1) I had fussed a little bit b/c he closed my file on Wmart.com, where I was downloading pictures for the photo book. Then he remarked some more on how (2) he had made dgd mad b/c he didn't want to play ball with her today, so he felt like he was 0 for 2 with the most important girls in his life, LOL.
I told him first, that I was having trouble with the Wmart stuff anyway, so that was no big deal, just to ASK next time he comes to the computer and something is open on it and second, dgd is just messing with him -- and it's not just so much that SHE is consciously doing it, it's just that if dgs pouts about something, he has a tendency to tell him to kinda brush it off and be tough... but if dgd looks sad, oh my goodness, his heart just breaks for her. I think a lot of men have that response to a female who looks like she's about to cry. And it's not to say it's RIGHT to tell a little boy not to cry, or anything like that -- NOT AT ALL. It's just that heartbreak is not the first reaction of a man to a little boy's sad eyes, at least not most of the time. Now... sometimes... yes, dgs can break dh's heart, too, with those puppy-dog eyes.
Whew... just checking... my photo book says it is uploading 13 of 80... Eighty pics is correct -- I was afraid I had hit upload too many times and was going to duplicate or triplicate that whole batch.
Another LOL... dmom just called and said, "What is a keto and why are we supposed to be friendly to them?" ROFLOL...
You know what the most fun of my Valentine's Day has been? Last night/this morning, dh was trying to catch up on his newspapers and his crossword puzzles (b/c he's so OCD, you know) and it was almost 4:00 in the morning
and he is trying to get me to help with the crossword.
"What is "v __ x potpourri'?" he asks... then holds his paper this way and that, saying, "Wait a minute, I can't read this. I can't read my own writing either -- yes, v--x..."
I finally looked at the paper and saw that it was "v -- x populi" and said, "That is not POTPOURRI!!!" I was laughing so hard I was crying. I always get a little hysterical when I've been up too long like that; everything seems hilarious to me anyway. He said, "What is so funny?"
I told him, "I am lying here, trying to help a man who cannot spell, cannot read the clues, and cannot read his own writing -- do a crossword puzzle!!!"
"Vox populi," I told him and he said, "That completes my puzzle."
I guess you had to be there.
It is now to 20 of 80 pictures... sheesh ... but even if the photo book is not PERFECT, and the photos cannot be added or taken away for correction -- I think it will look a lot neater than a handmade scrapbook, don't y'all? I really don't know what to do, but some of my photos had to be cropped to a custom size, rather than 4x6, so prints may be difficult to do in that size, too.