[Pagan]

The funk has spread big time, and deeper than before. We were going to do the Semi-Annual Tire Change Circus yesterday, so we scurried out in the morning to pick up fresh pastries for coffee from the bakery, some makings for lunch, and a couple of fittings for the air compressor. MIL decides (again!) that she is bringing some cheap nasty-tasting packaged muffins and an apple cake for coffee. She totally brushes aside the fact that The Husband and I have ALWAYS had fresh, tasty treats for their coffee break. She knows we treat the occasions as something special and often drive the 30 minutes into town for it. Yesterday, it just hit me at the wrong time. I am tired of being insulted, tired of the pushiness, tired of being snubbed. Mothers Day is coming up and we always do something very nice for her. The way I feel today, I won't even go. (For those that don't know the custom, the lady of the house has the delightful responsibility for always having something on hand for surprise coffee guests. It's a huge matter of pride here, and I have always done my best even though I grew up in the US.) So, I guess my best isn't even in the ballpark as far as she is concerned. That is why she buys stale crap from the grocery store and showers us with it.

The other fiasco is the air compressor took a dump yesterday. We have a new one on order, but... it is still a mess. I don't know if I can claw my way back up to the edge of this black pit yet. Maybe some porn will help? I dunno. I am not sure I care.