Poo Poo the Moon

I put Mary to bed and when I left she called out to me, "Thank you, honey, for everything you've done for me." Argh! That kills me when she says that! Man, she really know how to get to a person. Well, she wasn't married three times for nothing. I always answer her, "Well, thank you for everything you've done for me." I told her that she keeps me from being lonely and that was worth a lot. She'll always answer, "Well..." I guess she doesn't know what else to say :-)

I went into her room to show her the moon because it's going to be full soon. As she sat up to look at it, she farted. I said, "Well!" and she said, "Poot, poot. Poo poo the moon." She's so cute!

This moring I was feeling so worthless. I read her an article from "Guideposts" last night about a granddaughter who put her grandmother in an assisted living place because she had alzheimer's. I don't know anyone else who has made the decision that I have made. Am I stupid? Lazy? How could I chose to stay with Mary instead of persuing a career? Or even a life? I still feel like I dont' have a job. That makes me feel worthless according to my society's standards.