It’s been a bit overwhelming this week. Just everything coming at us at once.
We have the grandma issue, she’s doing fine with the treatments - as far as she is telling anyone. She won’t even tell her own grandchildren exactly what’s going on but I’m going to respect her need for privacy and just get the necessary information as it could pertain to my health.
The other thing that’s been going on is that my dad’s been in the hospital since April 21st. Yeah, I kept that from you guys. But how much does one share when i am just trying to get all information processed and keep yourself a bit sane. Dad had to have back surgery due to the events that happened in October. And there were complications which I’m not going to bring up because I’m just getting through the trauma. Thankfully, the doctors expect a full recovery and they assure me and my dad that he will be able to walk me down the aisle.
Finally, there is my mom. She’s the rock of the family but right now she needs the support of others. She can’t be in all places at once, doing all things for everyone and try to keep her life with the sense of normalcy she’s use to having. The hardest part is listening to the quiver in her voice, the tiredness of a sentence wandering and the note that she’s on the precipice crying. And, not being there just to give her a hug, that’s where I crack. And, then everything else falls to the wayside.
May 9th, 2008
FYI, I’m still here just that the world has gotten a bit crazy as dates start to get closer and various deadlines and appointments must be met. I’ll post when I can but I didn’t want you to think that I’d ever forget my lovelies.
May 8th, 2008
If someone over heard this conversation at brunch yesterday what they must think of B, myself and our friend the Vet. Please note that her is Sassy La Rue (supermodel diva kitty cat).
Vet: So, you stab her two days on and then she gets a day off?
Me: She doesn’t seem to mind the stabbing, it’s the anticipation that gets her.
B: Yeah, she’s a cat, she doesn’t know if it’s Caturday or Staburday.
The eyes on the little old lady at the table behind us got so big. But, then again, that’s what you get for ease dropping on someone else’s conversation.
(And background information for those new to the site, we have to give our cat subcutaneous fluids to keep her kidney function up. No reporting to Peta, thanks!)
May 5th, 2008
Tomorrow is a total me day and I have been looking forward to it for awhile now. I will be getting up early and taking myself to Starbucks for a paper read and wake up. Then it’ll be onto a one hour massage where I’ll let my muscles get pounded and rubbed, so that all the tension goes away. Finally, my hair is getting a small trim and much needed highlights. I desperately want to cut my hair but with the wedding so close, I shan’t. But, shortly after we touch ground back in Houston and I’m a Mrs., the hair is getting chopped off.
Anyone want to go with?
May 3rd, 2008
And innocent. But I can attest that is not the case.
May 1st, 2008
It’s a term used often in our household when we’re sad and we just don’t know how to express our feelings. Right now, I’m a very sad monkey because my grandmother is sick and there is nothing I can do but hope that treatments work.
April 29th, 2008
Typically, my morning consists of a nice cuddle with the infamous B before finally opening my eyes to lovely smile of Meredith Viera before finally lumbering through my morning ‘net and finally onto the finer points of getting ready for work.
The last few days though have been a bit of a disaster in the Nutcase household. It centers around this white cat that has decided to torture the sweet Miss La Rue by sitting out on our apartment patio, yowling out a morning hello of, “Bitch, you can’t get me through your glass door or window.” All the while, unwanted cat throws it’s body against the screen, hanging on with all four paws to the mesh (there goes the deposit), screaming at the top of it’s kitty lungs, “I AM HERE! FIGHT ME! NOW!” Of course, the delicate Sassy has no idea how to deal with this but to act in an unlady like manner with some top notched hissying and trying to break all blinds, because that will eventually lead to the white cat/Sassy drag-out-knock-out fight, which of course B and I will put on YouTube.
Now, I have to be the big bad momma, contact the complex management and tell them to do something with el gato blanco. Capture it. Send it to the humane society. I want no harm to come to the beautiful creature but, damn, cat tempers flaring before my morning coffee…no me gusto.
April 25th, 2008
A chicken enchilada with a screw driver after a harrying day where you’re body has been pulled into every possible direction that you can spread is the answer to everything.
And, today, it was proven, that your brain can melt within the bones of the skull and then the liquefied mass can pour out of your ear and puddle on to the floor.
April 24th, 2008
Okay, this last epidural (the actual procedure)…SUCKED! Migraine city, in which I’ve just recovered.
But, recover I did. I had enough energy to run up and down a flight of stairs six times today. Going up and down th stairs was for work since people are not on the same floor and it takes about five minutes to get an elevator - hell, it’s one flight. I haven’t RUN up and down stairs in forever. And, I wanted to. Insane!
April 23rd, 2008
That in five weeks I’ll be marrying my best friend. Yeah, so what? Old news you say. I’m getting sick of it too. Just get married already, that’s my mantra. If any of you have a white dress hanging around (because mine’s being altered) B and I will just head over to the courthouse, face each other and make it legal. Believe me, I’m ready to get the show on the road.
I did have a fabulous weekend in Memphis. A very small, intimate and elegant shower thrown by my co-matron of honor Jennifer. And, to tell the truth, it wasn’t in Memphis. It was in Mississippi. But I could throw a rock and it would land in Memphis, we were that close. You’ll have to forgive me for a lack of photos because I forgot the camera and we are all waiting on bated breathe for Jennifer to post them for me. The benefit for you guys is that I didn’t go all mad with the camera and delete every picture that had me in it and didn’t meet my approval. I just won’t share the link. I will show you pics of the table and the fine china we used for tea. The china is a gorgeous Noritake pattern from the late 60’s, early 70’s handed down from a great-grandmother.
And, I must give a great huge shout out to the Mississippi River and the mad-Memphis pollen. Oh, Mississippi River, you didn’t forget about me, did you? As soon as I stepped off the plane you let me know you had missed me madly by giving me a great big hug of humidity and making my hair the size of cotton ball on crack. And pollen, how could I have ever left home with out Allegra? Watery eyes and sneezing, I was afraid that you’d be at the bridal shower but we can thank the FDA for deregulating Zyrtec for that save.
Now, I have to give B a lot of love to make up for my three days gone and prepare myself for another spinal stabbing.
April 20th, 2008
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