Friends, Family, Music, and Showers
My brother turned 16 yesterday. I feel like his parent in some strange sense. I mean, I was only 9 when we started fostering him, but I babysat the kids constantly. He was such a happy baby; he's still a happy teen. He drooled non-stop. We always had to have a blanket or diaper of sorts with us at all times so that our shirts weren't soaked. He is a very amiable person, and is ridiculously popular at school. He has eyelashes girls would kill for, and he could get any girl he wanted. I always wonder if he'll want to talk to his biological parents. I certainly would if I was him. It'd be kinda cool if he was able to talk to them and stay in touch with them and such. He's a very smart kid. He has so much potential. I can't wait to see what he does with his life.
The chemo is finally starting to catch up to my mom. She was really tired Wednesday, sick and tired Thursday, and really tired Friday. She was feeling better today, and tried to get in as much as possible. So she was a tad tired when I was there for dinner. She's starting to lose her hair, and she's losing more than she did at the beginning of this year. My dad said you kinda look at her and say, has she lost any? I looked at her and said, wow, her hair is thin. The other day she told my dad that they probably need to go get a wig soon. It sucks. She still coughs non-stop, which tells me that her medicine isn't working. It's so bad that she doesn't sing anymore. We were singing Happy Birthday to John, and she was silent. She starts coughing after laughing, in the middle of talking, when she's just sitting there...it doesn't matter. Hopefully she gets better meds.
I was quite surprised and disturbed to discover that a friend lied to me. It was quite by accident; I believed what he said and wasn't looking to see if he was telling me the truth. I just happened to talk to the person referenced in the lie and mentioned it in passing, and they denied it. And because I figured they must not have understood the question, I put it to them again, and got the same answer. At that point, I was getting pissed, and wanted to make sure that I had ammo, so I asked a third time and received the same answer. The weird thing is, I'm not quite sure what my friend gains by telling me this. I've thought about it for a day or two, and I've come up with nothing. I'm not sure how to confront him really, and I'm not sure if it's worth it. But it makes me sad, because I've never distrusted him before. Ever. Now, it's different. I don't know how to handle it.
A coworker (I still haven't figured out his nickname) recently introduced me to Ingrid Michaelson. I love her. Love love love her. I've started listening to her CD Girls and Boys first thing in the morning when I get to work. It puts me in a good mood and wakes me up without being too obnoxious. It's a good time.
Remember the whole showerhead thing? I decided to go get a new one Thursday, so I went to Target. Cause really, where else would I have gone if I didn't want to pay $200 for a showerhead? That's right, nowhere. There were about 20 models to choose from, and once I ruled out the handheld ones, there were only 4 or so to choose from. I bought one that has 5 different settings ranging from pulsating to gentle massage. It installed easily, works much better than my previous one, and it looks much nicer. Now, it certainly didn't increase the water pressure in the shower, but now I don't have to worry about getting stung by my shower. And since I know y'all were curious, I've included before and after shots of my shower and my dining room table. Honestly, I did it for Mary; you guys just get the benefit. Guys, this is probably the closest you'll ever get to being in a shower with me, so enjoy the moment.
Original showerhead:
Current showerhead:
Old dining room table with a random candle display and a red runner.
Current dining room table with a wine rack and placemats. Yes, I have placemats.
I do love my $5 winerack, so here's a shot for your viewing pleasure.
The chemo is finally starting to catch up to my mom. She was really tired Wednesday, sick and tired Thursday, and really tired Friday. She was feeling better today, and tried to get in as much as possible. So she was a tad tired when I was there for dinner. She's starting to lose her hair, and she's losing more than she did at the beginning of this year. My dad said you kinda look at her and say, has she lost any? I looked at her and said, wow, her hair is thin. The other day she told my dad that they probably need to go get a wig soon. It sucks. She still coughs non-stop, which tells me that her medicine isn't working. It's so bad that she doesn't sing anymore. We were singing Happy Birthday to John, and she was silent. She starts coughing after laughing, in the middle of talking, when she's just sitting there...it doesn't matter. Hopefully she gets better meds.
I was quite surprised and disturbed to discover that a friend lied to me. It was quite by accident; I believed what he said and wasn't looking to see if he was telling me the truth. I just happened to talk to the person referenced in the lie and mentioned it in passing, and they denied it. And because I figured they must not have understood the question, I put it to them again, and got the same answer. At that point, I was getting pissed, and wanted to make sure that I had ammo, so I asked a third time and received the same answer. The weird thing is, I'm not quite sure what my friend gains by telling me this. I've thought about it for a day or two, and I've come up with nothing. I'm not sure how to confront him really, and I'm not sure if it's worth it. But it makes me sad, because I've never distrusted him before. Ever. Now, it's different. I don't know how to handle it.
A coworker (I still haven't figured out his nickname) recently introduced me to Ingrid Michaelson. I love her. Love love love her. I've started listening to her CD Girls and Boys first thing in the morning when I get to work. It puts me in a good mood and wakes me up without being too obnoxious. It's a good time.
Remember the whole showerhead thing? I decided to go get a new one Thursday, so I went to Target. Cause really, where else would I have gone if I didn't want to pay $200 for a showerhead? That's right, nowhere. There were about 20 models to choose from, and once I ruled out the handheld ones, there were only 4 or so to choose from. I bought one that has 5 different settings ranging from pulsating to gentle massage. It installed easily, works much better than my previous one, and it looks much nicer. Now, it certainly didn't increase the water pressure in the shower, but now I don't have to worry about getting stung by my shower. And since I know y'all were curious, I've included before and after shots of my shower and my dining room table. Honestly, I did it for Mary; you guys just get the benefit. Guys, this is probably the closest you'll ever get to being in a shower with me, so enjoy the moment.
Original showerhead:
Current showerhead:
Old dining room table with a random candle display and a red runner.
Current dining room table with a wine rack and placemats. Yes, I have placemats.
I do love my $5 winerack, so here's a shot for your viewing pleasure.