And I wonder: How did I get so crazy? And then I hear from my family and it all seems so clear.
Chris got a nice note from my Mom today for Christmas. Again, clearly she meant well, but I couldn’t help but be a little offended (you know, like when she says, “You’d be such a pretty girl if you fixed yourself up a bit”) by such lovely comments as (and I swear I am not making this up) “We thank God every day for bringing you to Kelly” since he apparently stands by me even when I am “wound up” – whatever that means. I think it’s Southern for opinionated. ‘kay. Anyhow, if you read my blog, you know I am just mad about my husband. Despite our annual holiday argument as posted on yesterday, I absolutely adore him – though apparently not as much as my parents…
And Chris, in case you’re reading, and lest you get ego, I’ll remind you that once, not so very long ago, my mother “did not not like you.” 
