Day 1.5 Whole Body Cleanse

Did your parents ever have one of those leather bag canteens?  I think they are called bota bags or something.  Anyway, that is what I feel like right now, a big bag of leather filled to capacity.

Last night I took 2 (of the 3 recommended) laxatives, 4 fiber pills and 1 milk thistle capsule.  Today, I’ve taken my 4 fiber pills and drank a gallon of water.  Nothing is happening.  I mean, nothing too impressive.  I feel like if I bend to pick something off the floor, a river of shredded wheat-like substance will spew from my mouth and nose.

B and I went down to Grateful Bread and ate huge bowls of steamy, hippie soup.  I thought that might help my situation.  If there is one thing hippies can do, it’s make a moving meal (nudge, nudge.  heh, heh). 

So, now I sit and wait. 

I’ll keep you updated.

Dear Brittany

I just read your Mother’s Day post.  I had no idea.  Once you told me that you had written something (i think sappy were the word you used), I put off reading it.  Finally tonight, the wedding and all of it’s events are over, and I took the time to read our blog. 

I’m bawling at my computer desk as I type.

Unfortunately, while all those pregnancy and infancy times should be monumental to me, they are actually all a blur.  It was just one Dr. appointment and diaper change after another.  

Now, as I sit here with a teenage daughter, it’s all so very clear.  All of the decisions.  All of the mistakes.  All of the regrets.  Weekend after weekend, I watch her walk out the door and I pray that she will make the right decisions.  That is what I say  ”Please make good decisions, Kiley.”  It’s all I can say.

Juno is a great movie.  I think I told you that I cried my eyes out and that you should see it ASAP.  I related to her, although she (in the movie) was way more intelligent and her parents were way more laid back.  The movie hit home.  The thin, thin line between maturity and immaturity.

Anyway, thank you.  I love you.  Thank you for thinking of me.

fer

Conversation in the car: Friday

Kiley:  What do you want for Mother’s Day?

Me:  I don’t know.  Whatever.  I mean, you don’t have to get me anything.  How about you just be nice to me for an entire day?

Kiley:  Um, ok.  What do you want though?

Me:  I don’t know.

Kiley: Argh.  There isn’t anything you want?  If you could have anything….

Me:  I want a Sonicare toothbrush.  They are like $120.  A little out of any of our price ranges.

Kiley:  A toothbrush, mom???

Me:  They are super cool, and they make this wicked strange sound when you brush.

Kiley:  Omg, mom, it’s a toothbrush.  You brush your teeth less than 5 minutes a day, and you WANT a toothbrush.  You need to get a life.  That’s what I’m buying you for Mother’s Day, a life. 

Me:  BWAHAHAHAHA!

A story about love in a leper colony: Take my hand

So, we’ve cursed me by talking about aimless anxiousness.  I was so excited for my night off from the nursing home.  Now, I’m home wandering about trying to fill time.  I’ve peed twice, smoked twice, dowloaded photos, and made many laps around the house.  I’ve been home for 45 minutes.

Well, at least I’m posting, right?

Ok, here is one of the few pics I took at the puja last weekend. 

I’m really kicking myself for not taking more.  I was too afraid that I would be acting rudely if I started taking pictures in the middle of the ceremony.  I mean, there were 30ish of us in a small room, and my flash is a little distracting. 

The offering is of 5 different types of fruit, 5 different types of flowers, and samplings of the day’s meal.  There was also some water and incense involved.  I did ask why there were flowers under 2 of the gods, not all 3.  The answer?  Ran out of tape. 

Guess who’s excited about spring?

Sorry, another picture of the boy.

Pics of the day 4.28.08

 Teenager: playing dead.

Ding dong, the witch is dead….

Heehee, haha!  Guess who’s last day is May 23rd?  This should make bison town much more bearable. 

Chicago and the juicer

Two words:  Jalepeno Margaritas

Alive

Hey girl!  Hope you had fun out east this weekend! 

I spent the weekend breaking in our new couch.  I’ve been soooo exhausted.  I think the events of the last few weeks caught up to me.  I pulled off a couple half-assed loads of laundry and emptied the dishwasher…..that’s about it.  Lot’s of reality tv.  I would be knee-deep in self-loathing right now if I didn’t have 3 more weeks of craziness to look forward to.

Speaking of craziness, I get to attend a special Hindu ceremony next weekend in Lexington, NE.  Apparently, 4 pm on Saturday is the last time this ceremony can happen before the wedding on May 24th.  Something to do with astrology.  It will be Lisa (another bride’s maid), me and probably most of the Indian community in western Nebraska.  Not sure what it all entails, but I will be sure to take a few pics. 

Have I told you lately how excited I am for June?  I keep day dreaming about photo booths, Threadless, and nude badminton.  IT WILL HAPPEN….even if we have to have Frederick hold up a net on the beach of Lake Michigan.

I wish I had something witty or entertaining to type about.  I just can’t drum it up right now.  I really just wanted to relieve some guilt by posting SOMETHING. 

K, off to take out the garbage since my evil teenage daughter is refusing.  It’s surprising to me that there isn’t more media about “shaken teenager syndrome”.  Never in babyhood did I dream of doing her any harm.  The thought crosses my mind multiple times a day lately.

Love you, fer

 

Pic of the day…not exactly today.

Kiley, Easter 2008