As I saw my granddaughter, Molly graduate from Cottey College, I kept my phone on vibrate, just in case my son or grandson called me on Mother's Day.  I am a bit unhappy about the fact that as my children grew up in my home, I taught them to be so thoughful, thankful and so giving but once they take a spouse all my teachings are forgotten. Maybe I am being a bit melodramatic but I wish I would hear from my son, at least on holidays.  Even forgot to call on Christmas, too busy I suppose.
That is enough of the "pity party".  I am trying to watch a St. Louis Cardinal baseball game but the cable keeps going off, are there some 'bad' forces around trying to get me angry?