I have to start out by saying the week in Georgia went much better than I thought it might. I've gone back and forth about how much to share or not share mainly out of respect for the folks involved. I could write a whole series of posts on the unpleasant history my MIL and I have had but that's not really fair to her. There's a lot I'd like to say so you could all understand how amazing a thing it is that we spent a week together with no one else in the family and I never once felt like smothering her with a pillow nor did she ever seem ready to hurl profanities or an empty vodka bottle at me. I think she was glad to have me there and I was happy to be of service to her. We've come a long way.
My dad left a message on my cellphone in the middle of the week asking if I was ok or if the Civil War had been reignited. It was truly another momentous occasion for MY dad to take the initiative to express that level of concern. Maybe the best thing to say is what I told him....no rekindling of North/South hostilities but there was a tornado one night and a snow on the ground the next night. Perhaps the strange weather was marking the seismic shifts in demeanors all the way around. And I think for the sake of decency and fairness I need to leave it at that.
But hey, maybe I can take your advice and start a new series....Lime's Tastes Better than Swill Recipes.