whine and ye shall receive

As you may have noticed, I've been liberally violating my no-whining rule over the past few days, both in person and on this blog. Interestingly, this has yielded results that would horrify the positive-reinforcement educational gurus.

I whined about how I was feeling house-bound. What happens? My friends and family come and visit me and entertain me.

I whine about getting hormonally emotional to my mother. The next day, I receive cheery phone calls from every single member of my immediate family. (I also learned that the 15th figured prominently in the family betting pool, so the questions about whether my contractions were stronger or weaker weren't entirely without self-interest. That makes me giggle.)

I whine about the heat and the heat wave breaks. How's that for a powerful whine?

I whine about my problems with Michaels, and I get excellent ideas for further improvement.

Bad news for me, this learning that whining works, but my mood is 100% better. Will have to remember this as one of those 'Do as I say, not as I do' things that irritate kids to no end.