some stuff just isn't going well, but you knew that already

It is so tough (I really wanted to write tuff, but something forced me to do it here in parenthesis - don't know what to call that) being The Ry-ry. As you can see in the picture of me to the right side. Well, maybe not me exactly, but definitely what the Wifey must see in me at least. I don't know why she puts up with it, I guess because of the nice ring I got her a couple of years ago - or the fact that she likes knowing she can call me out on it when I "cry" about stuff (tuff stuff), to which I have no recourse. Maybe it's the same thing in her that loves to hear about single people and their dating lives. Either way, she's gracious enough to stick around with me, which is good. But last night I was in a mood worthy of a post (sorry it's become so scattered, BTW). Nothing that bad was going on, and having recently celebrated our anniversary, it's been good times here on the homestead.

So with no provocation, something in me went a li'l nuts and I started railing on all kinds of insignificant annoyances. The long and short of it is that What's Ailing The Ry-ry was in a pissy mood. Something that looked like this:
Well, that's not very nice. And not good for that Karma thing either, so today I was dealt the ol' Stiff Neck. The kind that isn't bad enough to keep your head constantly cocked to the side, but the kind that makes you think all day about what position you were in last night, in hopes of avoiding it the next night (and ever again).

Oh, and I've got a toenail that I'm pretty sure id being infected as we read, and will probably have me in throes of pain very shortly. Like ten, fifteen hours. Ouch in advance.

The last thing I'm gonna tell you about is that I don't proof-read these before they are posted, so I spend about 5 mins. after wondering how I did in the grammar dept., but then spend days psyching myself out of doing another post for several days. Yikes! It seems The Ry-ry may have more ailing him in the head than the body. Shh, don't tell anyone - it would shatter the self confidence, which you can see below in the center gentleman (me).