Some days, the only artistic thing I get to do is express myself via pancakes. I’m not very good at it yet, but I’m getting one morning a week of practice… which is more than I can say for other hobbies I used to have pre-tiny-humans!
Tonight was just your average night. Finish with work, pick up kids, haul them up the 22 stairs into the house… breathe… (maybe!) And start dinner. Oh dinner. How I’ve come to hate thee. Virtually every parent of a toddler anywhere knows what I’m talking about. Especially if they have the dreaded “picky eater.” Which is, you know, probably almost all of them. At least one per household if you made multiples. “What would you like for dinner, Liam?” “I DON’T WANT DINNER! I WANT JUICE! AND CHEESE!” That’s… pretty much how every night starts. Various attempts ensue… I try… Read More »
You know how most people, for fun, have hobbies? Like, maybe on the weekends they like to go to the theatre with friends? Or, perhaps they’re concert addicts and they can tick off a list a mile long of all the rock concerts they’ve been too. Maybe they’re involved in sailboat racing, like my mother-in-law. That’s a little more hard-core than the standard weekend activity… but you know what I mean; pretty much everyone has something. We just happen to be farmers. Which is, you know, like, a whole separate lifestyle? Involving back-breaking manual-labor?!? Yeah. That’s our “hobby.” So, the… Read More »
As requested by certain amazing medical staff: Day 216. (Guess what? I didn’t even have to count. You can Google that.) Mom sounds AWESOME this morning… almost totally normal! Through the weekend she had still sounded really loopy… She still sounds tired, but that’s new normal for now. The slurring is gone, she’s conversing with me instead of just rambling down crazy-lane… awesome-sauce. I would say that “The boredom continues…” … except for this weird thing when she got lost in the library?!?! (There is… no… library… mom…) And that she’s having techni-colored dreams… And Bonnie charged up her… Read More »
Air has sound. Initially, we think of it as silent, invisible substance. But dig deeper and think of the wind — the sound changes as it encounters obstacles, impediments. It’s just air, but it definitely has sound. Think of the sound of air as it’s compressed and released. Our lives are surrounded by the sound of compressed air… refrigerators, air conditioners, pumps… so many of us are so used to it that we’ve become unaware of it; we’ve tuned it out. (Actually, fun fact — did you know that compressed air is so widely used that it is often regarded as the fourth… Read More »
I don’t know. Maybe mom just missed their butts. Mom’s yesterday was boring. Mom… behaved? I mean… we’re just waiting to make sure the swelling goes down so that everything can get moving again so… we’re just… sitting around. Today should be… boring. WHICH IS GREAT! WHICH IS SPECTACULAR! This is exactly what the doctor wants! He wants her to be bored to tears with no headache. OH THE DOCTOR! That’s all I hear about when I call… “Dr. Easy-on-the-Eyes” and the other Doctor that always comes with him, who is also “Not-so-Bad.” Yes, indeed. They have nice bums, I’ve… Read More »
I work in a warehouse with a shared kitchen facility. And this lovely man, who works for the business next to mine, keeps the above snacks in the fridge. At LEAST 97.38% of the time. Like, I can basically guarantee that when I walk up there on Tuesday mornings, fresh packs will await me. Now, I’m a believer in all things peanut butter. But I just can’t help smirking every time I open the fridge because it’s totally, 100%, “Old Man PB&J.” And I am 100% delighted by it. Old men are adorable. True Story.
So up until Saturday morning things were über-hunky-dory… then we very suddenly got hit by a mega-oopsie-daisy… About 24 hours ago — Saturday night, 9PM-ish — very suddenly, Mom’s headache came raging back, the drug-drunkness got a out-of-control, and it very suddenly felt like December 16th all over again. There are a lot of similarities to beginning of each “event” in fact; just change the AMs to PMs and it’s crazy how identical things go: There’s some noises and… a thud? Bonnie and Heidi respond. (Again.) 9-1-1 is called. (Again.) Ambulance to Mary Wash Fredericksburg. (Again.) CT scan. Brain looks… Read More »
Have you spent any time in your life with a nun? (Well, I’m told I should be specific here: a Fransican nun?) Did you know they drive purple minivans? Listen to Beyonce? Go to the Beach? Drink a lot of coffee? Something I never expected to enjoy in my lifetime was a symbiotic relationship with a nun. It doesn’t definite them — it’s just a small part of what makes them who they are. Which is to say, amazing, supportive, funny, amazing, positive, amazing, strong women. We’ve done some traveling together now. We’ve been doing some teaching together. We’ve got… Read More »
I would post a picture of Mom, but she kind of looks like a crazy bird right now. (Appropriate, perhaps, as a chief of Bluebird Glass Studio?) A wild bird on REALLY good drugs, ha! Mom did great last night. I guess we forgot-to-ask/didn’t-think-about the fact that going in and mucking around in the brain, rerouting essentially all of your body’s blood flow in the area directly over your spinal column, might cause a wee headache. So, um, Mom had a literal killer headache last night. She’s on some sweet painkillers though, so she’s much better now. Despite the massive… Read More »