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Love this song. Sounds like early Eminem, only from Boston. So catchy.
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Boy Meets Girl vs. Cabin Crew - Waiting For A Star To Fall (Sunset Strippers Remix) = <3
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Liz and I may go see Charlie & The Chocolate Factory later today. Still no March Of The Penguin.
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Kelly Clarkson's concert is tonight at the Civic Center.
I'd have loved to have gone, and probably could have afforded it, but I don't know anyone who likes her anyhow. Balls to you.
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Mom had her surgery yesterday. It was strange seeing her more like how I remember her. She was hardly one to make me laugh a lot as a kid, but she just wasn't how she is now. We're hoping that the operation will balance her hormones. That's what could have been going on with her all these years. Apparently the same thing happened to my grandmother, to the point where my grandparents almost got divorced (50 years, baby!). So we're hoping. I'm personally just hoping that she hasn't really formed a habit of acting the way she was.
We stayed around for a bit and met her RN and CNA for the night. I did not like her CNA at all. Her RN was pleasant enough, I suppose. I don't know, I remember being little and going to work with her, and even if Mom was the biggest beast at home, when she was working she wasn't one of those stereotypical, bitter, resentful nurses. It's so rare to see someone making that effort towards the patients instead of just giving a cold business shoulder. Clearly the patients don't want to be there, and someone being a grouch to you isn't going to make you feel any better. You feel like a burden to them.
Anyhow, we came back home to take care of the animals, and I checked on Willow to see if she had gone into labor yet. I changed into more comfortable clothes, and we went back. Mom was dozing in and out, and I slid down in the chair, staring at the floor for a second while I was listening to the southern republican propaganda...Fox News...the news on her TV. I looked up and Mom was looking at me and goes "Taryn, you look tired."
That absolutely floored me.
In the past 5+ years, she's never made some kind of...caring observation like that. I just looked at her and blanked out and went "What?"
"You look tired."
"...Nah."
And then she fell asleep again.
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Boy Meets Girl vs. Cabin Crew - Waiting For A Star To Fall (Sunset Strippers Remix) = <3
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Liz and I may go see Charlie & The Chocolate Factory later today. Still no March Of The Penguin.
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Kelly Clarkson's concert is tonight at the Civic Center.
I'd have loved to have gone, and probably could have afforded it, but I don't know anyone who likes her anyhow. Balls to you.
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Mom had her surgery yesterday. It was strange seeing her more like how I remember her. She was hardly one to make me laugh a lot as a kid, but she just wasn't how she is now. We're hoping that the operation will balance her hormones. That's what could have been going on with her all these years. Apparently the same thing happened to my grandmother, to the point where my grandparents almost got divorced (50 years, baby!). So we're hoping. I'm personally just hoping that she hasn't really formed a habit of acting the way she was.
We stayed around for a bit and met her RN and CNA for the night. I did not like her CNA at all. Her RN was pleasant enough, I suppose. I don't know, I remember being little and going to work with her, and even if Mom was the biggest beast at home, when she was working she wasn't one of those stereotypical, bitter, resentful nurses. It's so rare to see someone making that effort towards the patients instead of just giving a cold business shoulder. Clearly the patients don't want to be there, and someone being a grouch to you isn't going to make you feel any better. You feel like a burden to them.
Anyhow, we came back home to take care of the animals, and I checked on Willow to see if she had gone into labor yet. I changed into more comfortable clothes, and we went back. Mom was dozing in and out, and I slid down in the chair, staring at the floor for a second while I was listening to the southern republican propaganda...Fox News...the news on her TV. I looked up and Mom was looking at me and goes "Taryn, you look tired."
That absolutely floored me.
In the past 5+ years, she's never made some kind of...caring observation like that. I just looked at her and blanked out and went "What?"
"You look tired."
"...Nah."
And then she fell asleep again.