Just weird...

Today has been one of those weird days, where whatever chemicals are sloshing around his Derek's brain seem to be the happy kind. Apart from his usual, short bursts of anger at various strangers throughout the day, he's been unusually jovial and kidding around a lot with me. That always makes me uneasy now, because I know the fun is only temporary, like taking a nice walk through a land mine full of pretty flowers; it's only a matter of time before the bomb goes off.

Of course now we've picked up our son, Dillon, and his anxiety level has shot  way up. He's short-tempered while driving, and hasn't said even "Hello" to the little man, who at least doesn't seem to notice anymore. Now we're at this cafe' at my request, mostly because I don't relish going home this early with the kids. The closer to bedtime the better. Derek is back to his yelling in the car at the slightest noise, even punching the dashboard twice when Ella giggled too loudly.

So another day is passing, our vacation has been extended until mid-May, and that changes some of my plans a bit. Or extends them at least.

Which reminds me: will my British friend back home with the blue toenail polish please send me your email again? It's in my home computer. Thanks. :)

Until next time, dear friends...