Whew!

Age 6 birthday was on Friday!  The little one is SIX and has the LONGEST legs so calling her the little one really isn't accurate at all. Friday was the actually Birth-Day and the elementary school says no cake or anything for birthday so I sent in a dollar store bag of goodies for all the kids.  And peanut free cupcakes for the kindergarten complement class.

The big build a bear party was Saturday and I made myself a Wonder Woman bear ;-).  We went to Friendly's for ice cream afterwards and by that night her eyeball had turned pink and gooey.  Yup, today I took her to a minit clinic at a local drug store and an ear infection and pink eye.  Looks like the Strong Willed Wonder and I will be spending tomorrow together too.

Now today all I can do is sit.  I did run the dish washer and empty it, but that's about all.  On my mind more is HOW can I talk my husband into doing something about his depression.  When he and my mom approached me and told me I was being constantly negative and that I needed to work on it I DID.  There has been plenty of ups and downs, but I see a therapist, exercise regularly, started an art class, and have in general been taking care of myself emotionally and physically so I am once again happy.  Does the strong willed wonder bug the hell out of me?  Sure, but it's so much easier for me to shake it off and not be bothered by her or others.  I can't tell you how many times I have said that if he is unhappy with his job, apply for another one, or switch companies since I am just so tired of hearing him always be unhappy about every little stupid thing.  Dumb things like after he got that big status increase he wasn't added to the email list for the people who are at the same level as him.  I finally pointed out that an office person was at fault and why not say something to a manager,or ask the group office assistant to add him.  I can't tell you many times he griped about not being on the email list and that the people who are going to this congratulatory dinner are not his favorite coworkers and he'll have to make small talk.  Instead of thinking well, I'm not thrilled with who was chosen, but my wife will be there, and we're going to a nice restaurant that we aren't able to afford.  Depression just sucks the joy out of a person.  That person being my husband.  

OH!  And I had my first MRI in 6 months.  I have 1 new plaque on my brain :-(.  It's a small plaque.  My neuro also wants me to do blood work more frequently because there was a death of someone on me med I'm on.  Yikes!  So, my white blood cell count has to be at a certain level to stay on the med.
I am taking an art class at out local art center.  Why?  Because I was told I as depressed, I went to a therapist, and she suggested to get a hobby.  I am currently learning how to jog and using a zombie app on my phone for jogging and taking this art class.  It was described as an art class to relieve stress so I figured I'd give it a try.  It's totally different than anything I have ever tried before.  Growing up I did pottery at the local art center using the potters wheel, but that was a VERY long time ago.

So this is called Zentangle.  It's drawing with a ink pen and using pencils to shades.  A step by step detailed drawing, that doesn't have rules and can change into anything I want.  I signed up for a 4 class session and I'm on class 2.  It has all been in black and white so far, but we'll be introducing new things in the next two weeks.