Oops

I had what I would term a "mother-in-law scare" this past week (one of those cases where all the available clues lead to worst case scenario to the 12th power). I received a belated birthday package from my older son and his wife with a strange return address in his handwriting. No note inside… just a collection of assorted wonderful and thoughtful gifts (I always credit my daughter-in-law with the taste for these selections, even though I've been wrong about that in the past.) Call me sexist. I admit it. I believe that women (in general) have an inborn knack for choosing gifts. But I had sent her a birthday package earlier in the month and had had no response. So… address change, no note, no response to earlier emails, what the f*ck, over! I emailed them both. What's up? No response. Then I emailed her on her birthday and it bounced back… no such recipient. Uh oh. My son has bi-polar disorder. She has been a Godsend as far as helping him stay on his meds. They have split up in the past. I put two and two together and freaked. Sooooo. I played Jewel Quest for an hour on my computer while I revved up the courage to call them. I called her cel number, figuring she would be more likely to spill any beans. But my son answered. Hello. I heard her voice in the background too. (Huge sigh of relief as well as huge embarrassment over my once again jumping to totally inaccurate conclusions.) Do you suppose they'll forgive me since it was only because I care about them so much? Nah…