You know, this wasn't supposed to be a stressful Christmas. Mom is(was) going to visit her favorite kids in Nashville, and it was just going to be my one son and his kids.
I don't know what is going to work out now. We are having floods here; one report of 8" of rain in about 30 hours. and tornado warnings. And Mom fell about a week ago and is having so much pain I don't think she will be able to travel. She is so depressed now she calls me continuously wanting me to come and make her feel better. (I'm a wizard

) Last night in the pouring rain she wanted to go to the ER. I was able to get her through that, thank goodness, without going to the ER, this time. (She has been prescribed two more pain scripts, has had x-rays, etc. Seems to be soft tissue trauma.)
I can't imagine being her age and not having her life-long partner and being frail and nearly blind and in pain. It makes me mad because I can't do much for her, and I guess I still need a mom.
And my son's flakey ex is ignoring her kids, which creates behavior problems in the two little girls. I don't know if they will even get to see her for Christmas. She tells them Santa is not real, because she belongs to some fringe religion that doesn't celebrate Christmas, and doesn't eat pork. Not Jewish, not Witnesses, I don't know what they are.
Oh, apparently I needed to vent! Sorry digit'S!

Way to steal a thread, huh?
Anyway, after Christmas I will start ogling my seed catalogs like a PMS gal in a chocolate factory!
