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5 Great Things About Last Week
- I got more cupcakes when we went back out to Gloria’s. Gloria,
Katherine and John had actually gotten Tally a HUGE BEAR of his own, who
is now dubbed Mister Bear. Also went home with about 10 more stuffed
animals. He took in three as his own, I think I’ll just put the others
up on shelves in his room for the Next Kid. Katherine also gave me a new
medium sized portfolio book. SO BADLY NEEDED. - My tattoo is healing well. That is a Great Thing. I am very pleased
at how well it is healing in comparison to the first time. Of course, I
didn’t SLEEP DIRECTLY ON IT the second night like I did my poor
shoulder. That helped a lot. As well as washing it several times a day
the first few days. Seemed to really prevent scab build up and decrease
the time of Scab. I was all peeled of Scab by last Saturday. - I survived picking up kiddo every day and dropping him off. This is
also a Great Thing. I survived. I did not kill husband or myself. That
should be over as of today. - I got to go into the doctor and the optometrist, both of whom gave
me new things to help me. Doctor prescribed new Category B
antidepressants. Optometrist solved my “Watering So Badly I Have To Stop
Driving For Ten Minutes” watering eyes problem as well as possibly my
inability to drive at night. I will be getting new I-Zon glasses. It’s
exciting. - Husband started watching Daria last week, since finding it on Hulu
Plus? Whatever Hulu’s premium service is. He got a trial account and
then seriously just started watching as much as possible. I never
watched too much of it during high school because we didn’t have cable,
so it was almost all new to me. I really liked it. It wasn’t nearly as
dour as it initially seemed, a lot of is about why Daria isn’t actually
alone nor are her parents and sister actually idiots, everyone is just
very human. I like that. Tired of the “I am smarter than everyone and
all alone because of this” mentality. You aren’t, and often you are only
alone because you choose to be. Get over it.
Old Memory
I have a memory of being 5 or 6, and being at my only friend’s house
then. They were video taping us for some reason and I decided to run up
to the front of the camera and start doing my twirly dance while my
friend kinda danced in her own world back then. The parents would like
to then show me the video as I got older, and I got more and more
embarrassed as years went on. Now I know that they were just teasing me,
that I had no reason to be embarrassed and either I was oversensitive
or they were doing that passive aggressive thing where they take down
their child’s friend a notch because they can, cuz their kid is
obviously better. I really don’t know which, because my memories are so
fuzzy of that time. I remember that was the first time her father
jokingly threatened to take a belt to her, and that scared the bejeebus
out of me. My parents had rarely hit me up to that point, and never ever
threatened to actually whip us.
There is a lot of memories of that house, and to be honest not many are very good.