I have a knack for making friends with women who are batshitcrazy. Sometimes there are hints and sometimes it just blows up all at once. I don’t have time or energy or strength for that kind of high maintenance drama. For the few of you who are sweet and kind and your crazy isn’t batshit and plays well with mine, thank you, I love you.
The kids helped bury the hamster last night. They each put a shovel full of dirt on top of him and Matthew put bricks over his grave to keep animals away. Conrad asked if we could go out to his grave every year and say a prayer for him. I said yes and told him they could pray for him right now if they wanted. The twins knelt down in the grass and put their hands together, they closed their eyes and we all had a quiet, reverent moment. It was a beautiful little moment and it made me tear up a bit. Then we all went inside and went about our business.
I already miss his incessant gnawing on the cage door and wild climbing acrobatics. Perhaps our next one will be just as cool.
The Mr: the first cassette I ever bought was Ride the Lightening by Metallica
Me: the first cassette I ever bought was Step by Step by New Kids on the Block
Him: *rolls eyes*
This morning was a major brain fog morning full of dizziness and bad feels. I took a super long nap after putting the kids on the bus and I’m feeling a lot better now.
Matthew’s therapist gave me the name of the therapist in the practice that specializes in pain. I’m going to call tomorrow and make an appointment because the past few days have been driving me to the brink of sanity. This is me claiming public accountability so I actually call him because I was going to do it today. You guys hold me to it, ok?
Did you know that if your dog eats a bunch of blue, yellow, and green candy legos that you children left out, that he can pee (all over the back room) bright green? No? Neither did I, but I can’t say that anymore.