Need time alone

Hey,

I just came home early from the little soiree - M got sick and left right after we got there. They didn't sleep last night so he's wiped out. Too bad he missed the cake, which I consciously did not eat. My chili was fabulous, if I may say so myself. I actually made it earlier this week and just thawed it out for tonight. Everyone loved it but it's kicking my digestive system. Ah well, it was worth it.

I got bored watching the football game (sorry about the Patriots today) and S was helping K design her new backyard (remember, I hate gardening). On top of that, J was being his usual self, ignoring me - don't get me started - then he just interrupted a conversation I was having with JJ and it pissed me off so I made some excuse about being tired and left. I'm so tired of being interrupted I could scream. It's not even worth opening my mouth anymore. You wouldn't believe how little I talk anymore because of it. Not only do we not talk to each other at all (and I mean, at all) I don't talk much when he's around either. It wears on me after awhile, being interrupted every time I open my mouth because what I'm saying is not important enough to hear or listen to or respond to.

Soooo...I'm going to go check on M, who's probably sound asleep, put on my jams and go read some more. Thanks for writing tonight - maybe we can catch up on the phone tomorrow to get this blog thing figured out?
Have a great morning,
A