The trauma with my hands continues. I went to the doc and they told me that I have bone pain. No shit! I just paid someone money to tell me something I already knew? Lovely. Next, a hand doc. The bad thing is that I lose my insurance next week. Wonder if I can bang this fucker out.
Julie had her spawnling shower on Sunday. She raked it in - lots of diapers, cloths, spit-rags (eww!), and other baby things that confuse me. I love the Rev, and although our relationship has gone through a few hiccups (errors on my part) I am very well aware of what she means to me. But, this baby stuff? I just can’t get into it. I will be a good pseudo-aunt from a distance, and I am sure the kid will be adorable, but baby showers make me nervous for some reason. I was glad to go for her, but honestly happy when I escaped from the overwhelming sensation of drowning in estrogen and the deafening squeals of “Oooooh! That’s so CUTE!” Julie, I love you… truly. I bought non-pink items. Someone bought purple clothing! I should have thought of that!
D and I took Rojalita over to his mother’s house on Saturday. We got it detailed, sorta. Octopus did a fair job getting the car all spiffy looking on the outside, but there was still infernal dog fur in the back seat. I used to obsess about such things. No dog fur on couches and cars! Then again, the beagles are painfully adorable, and I relent. So, I tried to get as much fur out as possible, but Mom’s going to get the car detailed again. She wasn’t pleased with my air freshener. It plainly displayed the appropriate hand signals for irritating drivers. D knew it was there and didn’t take it down. He thought it was funny.
Shit! I need to drive nicely! Erica…remember the speed limit…. yes… the speed limit. Oooohhhmmmm…
This is kind of cool. If a drought has any benefits, perhaps revealing our history is one of them.
Mmm… Apple. Yes, I think Apples are cool just because they are from Apple. I’m a fan-grrl. Eat it!
5 Rides to work towards. I will be the bike mastah!
More biking in Portland! Fun fun fun…
Now it’s time for one of my bossy people to take me out to lunch. Mmmm lunch!
June 5th, 2007 at 11:43 am
I’ve been to only one baby shower and I was the same way; I felt all grossed out by the baby talk. I’m also nervous about my own that is coming up because, geez, I don’t do so well with being the center of attention and saying thanks for everything. ugh.
June 5th, 2007 at 12:44 pm
Congrats Claire!
E - 31 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
June 5th, 2007 at 2:05 pm
Thanks!
June 5th, 2007 at 2:44 pm
Claire–I have to be honest, my face still hurts from smiling, and I’m still tired from opening all tyhe presents. But the pain is worth it considering I recieved almost everything I need. I have to admit baby showers scare me, but mine was very laid back, just make sure you’re insistant on certain things, like alcohol for your guests, and no games.
E- hiccups in relationships make you realize what’s important, and no matter what hiccups have occured, no matter who is to blame, I know what I mean to you and what you mean to me. I also know that Sunday was very hard for you and that makes me all the more appreciative that you came, that meant more to me than you will ever know. I love you like a sister, I truly do.
p.s. A pseudo-aunt from a distance is better than no pseudo-aunt at all. I’m just a phone call away, besides I’m foing to need someone to talk to about things other than the baby, and I know you will be happy to partake in non-baby conversations.:)
June 5th, 2007 at 5:46 pm
Ok…once again I prove to be a wealth of RANDOM ass info. Anywhoo…Dr. George White is the BEST hand guy in town….coming from 9 years as a paralegal….set appt asap!
June 6th, 2007 at 11:45 am
Actually my Doc recommended him. I call him — no frackin appointments until July 10th. Being that I will be in Portland that week, I doubt I can make it.
Time to find someone else in the land of the Ports!