It was supposed to be the title of our radio show back when my husband was just a friend. We rambled about our inconsequential lives every Friday morning before the sun had even risen. Seven years later I am still rambling and figure I'll give recording it another shot.
The Evidence:
It is already dark out by the time our lights on timers turn on.
I saw a lot of pumpkins on people's steps this morning.
My ferns are dying and look pathetic.
I needed to bundle Jack up to go on our morning walk.
My hoodie did not keep me warm.
There are squirrels everywhere!!
Honeycrisp apples are now in grocery stores. Yum!
Courtesy of the meredoerr at 9:21 AM 2 thoughts
Yesterday I saw a man walk down the alley and throw away a squirrel. I did not investigate whether it was alive.
Courtesy of the meredoerr at 9:24 AM 3 thoughts
I don't appreciate waking up to a tow truck blowing its siren over and over as it goes up and down our street. I believe it was an effort to warn people that their cars are about to get towed. I say it's their own darn fault if they are still parked there. Tow them already and let me and my baby sleep!
Courtesy of the meredoerr at 1:56 PM 1 thoughts
Here are the things I like to get done every day. If I'm successful, then it's been a good day.
1. Shower. I can't really wake up until I've had my shower. If this means a little crying from Jack while he waits for me, so be it.
2. Make the bed. It makes the room look so much better even if there is crap everywhere else.
3. Eat breakfast and lunch. I am hungrier now than I ever was during my pregnancy.
4. Take Jack and Caper on a walk. This way I feel like I am getting a teeny tiny amount of exercise at least. And I feel just a little bit less guilty about Caper and the lack of lovin' that he is getting these days.
Really that's about it. I don't ask for much. If Jack takes a nap or two that is even better. And if Drew is home before 6pm, my day is close to perfect.
Courtesy of the meredoerr at 10:45 PM 1 thoughts
So I never get headaches. It's never been something that I have been afflicted with. Growing up I saw my dad and best friend get frequent migraines and could easily tell how much they sucked. I felt fortunate that I never had to experience that kind of intense pain.
Fast forward to last week. It was a rough week. Jack was fussy for a good portion of the week and on Wednesday I got a headache. It wasn't so bad. Annoying but not much else. It lasted into Thursday a bit and then went away for a while. Friday was a really bad day for Jack and also for me. And the headache came back. Saturday went ok. I was distracted with errands and Drew being home so the day went all right, although my head did hurt all day. Sunday it got bad though. I would be fine, hanging around with my boys, when all of a sudden I would get intense, throbbing pain on the right side of my head - from my temple, down into my jaw and my teeth too. I couldn't handle holding Jack or doing anything really other than being curled up in a ball. This made me remember labor again. So I'm popping pain pills every four hours at this point with no really relief. I go to sleep and Jack gives me the gift of seven straight hours of sleep. I wake up thinking I am better. My head still hurts a bit, but I get up and showered and get Jack ready for the day and think the worst is past. Not so. Another spasm of pain hits (they last for about 15 minutes or so) and I completely fall apart. I'm screaming, Jack is crying, Caper is confused. It's bad. Drew comes home in the middle of the day and takes care of all of us.
Today the pain was here. Not so bad. More teeth and jaw pain than headache. My mom insists I go so someone. The doctor my OB refers me to says I can get in on August 4th. How is that helpful? So I go see my trusty dentist with the thought that there may be a small chance something is wrong with my teeth.
Turns out I should have seen him earlier. I'm scheduled for a root canal on next Tuesday. Joy.
Courtesy of the meredoerr at 6:43 PM 3 thoughts
