...OK I am usually not one for ranting or venting, but have been feeling out of sorts anyway....now I am over the edge, so please pardon my uncharacteristic vent! Sorry, long.... So as many of you know I spained my ankle and have been on crutches, but it has been swelling so, the doctor, really wants me off it as much as possible.. It has put me in a weird funk...I am very independent person, plus I have full schedule, so being stuck on the sofa is Then a few days ago, DH gets the almost 7 year old all excited...."let's have a party!! Dad has wed off, I am going golfing, so I will pick up up from daycare early and we'll have a blast!" They are whooping it up..."we'll have ballons and streamers, music and games, and lots of yummy food and lots of fun...yahoo! yippee!" Little one has been bouncing off the walls since. Then this moring DH says, "You're going to get all the party stuff ready for this afternoon right? My tee time is 8:30, so we should be home around 3:00 or 3:30..." Thanks for the letting me vent!