"Oh...the sun'll come out. Tomorrow. Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow...."

We are leaving soon to go to the theater to see Annie.  Hunter has my bronchitis now.  I have finished my meds but am still sick.  I hope the music is loud and takes up most of the show.  Otherwise we may have to give up our awesome seats in the 4th row front to a couple in the back row.  That way we can run out to the lobby when we start coughing.  I am not wearing heels because I will not be able to run in them.  Yeah, I need to work on that.  And it's wet and dreary and has been except for those 2 sunny days. 

Oddly, I am not depressed.  Just too run down to care.  Not that I don't care.  I mean....I probably do but just don't know it.  Um, yes.  Rambling is apparently a part of bronchitis. 

That's about it.  Kids are doing well as far as I know.  I do expect to be hearing from my son frequently because his wife's grandma is coming today and will be staying for about 2 weeks.  She is very critical of Jennifer but not in a mean way.  Like....well I can't explain it.  She is all Jennifer has left to take the place of her mom who died when Jenn was in her early 20's.  My son gets sooooo upset and protective of his wife.  But if he steps in, Jenn gets upset.  It's like she knows Nana is wrong in saying what she does but doesn't want to call her on it.  I have told John to let it go.  That if it reaches critical mass before he runs grandma over with a reindeer, he tells Jenn he isn't feeling well and to ask her to accompany him to the washroom where he can ask her in private if there is anything he can do or say to help her.  I also told him to call or text me and let out all his frustration that way. 
Uh.  Still rambling?  Sorry.  Will let you know if we get kicked out of the theater for coughing.  Perhaps we will even get arrested for disturbing the peace.

Speaking of which.....Maggot Maggie was back to humping her pink pillow in less than 24 hours of when we brought her home.  WTF!