Queen of Rambles

It’s Friday the 13th and my little boy has just turned three months old. I should make a gooey post about that. Not right now, though. Right now I have to tell you that we managed to find a furniture store even skeevier than Marlo’s*. It was dirty and gross and super cheap, but the prices on the rocker-recliners weren’t to be beat. I had my reservations about ordering one from them, especially after they said they don’t deliver but have a special deal with Enterprise for truck rentals. It was weirdness all around, but I should have a little rocker in three weeks. I just wish it was a purple rocker, but it is a dull beige. Ugh. Maybe one day I will get it re-upholstered. Did you know that you can get a degree in upholstery? Mike’s former Swedish co-worker who now lives here has a wife who has a college degree in upholstery. Weird.

Mike had a maneuver last night, so had today off. Thus it was, I was able to leave MisterE at home while I had a chiro session. I was much calmer this time and think I could get used to having electricity shot through my knee. It was really relaxing. Before that part, though, he did some “treatment” that made me very nervous. He had me walk up to a table that was standing on it’s end and put my face in the crack. Then he said “ready” and I thought he was going to flip me down. I was starting to freak out a little bit, but it turns out that it lowers very slowly by mechanical means so it wasn’t scary at all. I’ve never had a massage but if they are as relaxing as a visit to the chiro, maybe I need to take up massage as a hobby. Getting them, of course, not giving them.

I went to Safeway to pick up my prescription for my rash and did a round through the store, picking up all sorts of sale items. Boneless chicken breasts were buy one get one free! There is no question that I’m a grown-up now. I scooped up six packages and told me self it was like they were giving away ten dollar bills. I may go back tomorrow and get more. I like free money in the form of poultry. They also had a big sell on diapers and the cereal I like so my time waiting for the prescription was well spent. It is a sad state of affairs when I get excited about grocery shopping, but that’s what my life has come to.

You know what is really sad? I’ve been mapping out a character for a story/possible novel and I know almost everything about this woman but her name. What would you name a sarcastic yet courteous 29 year old English teacher? She has a dog named Lucy. I hate naming things and I hate coming up with titles.

MisterE is stirring. Dang. Maybe if I ignore him he’ll stay asleep. I talked to my mom yesterday and boy oh boy is the family pissed about the impending marriage. I knew they would be. We all are hoping that by the time the no-good-rotten-jerk’s divorce goes through my sister will have come to her senses. Of course, we’ve been waiting for her to come to her senses for the past 28 years and it hasn’t happened yet. I think it’s gone beyond “she’s just in a phase.” Her whole life has been a “phase.”

It was fun to hear about her kids though, because they just had their 18 month and 6 month checkups. Braxton has finally found a place on the percentile charts. He’s in the 99th percentile for weight, coming in at 39 pounds. I guess all the running is helping him stay lean, but he still looks like he lifts weights. My mom says he is really good at carrying around the dining room chair when he wants to climb things. Isn’t 18 months a little young to be carrying around a dining room chair? Laynee only weighs 16 pounds, which is just about what Erik weighs these days. According to our home measurements he is at 15 pounds already. He’ll be bigger than she is when we visit in February! I guess little girls are just smaller. We are all quite happy that she’s not freakishly large like her brother. I really can’t wait to have all the three little cousins together! I’m really sad that they are not going to get to grow up together and that my son is not going to get to know any of his family very well. I know all three of his grandparents really wish he lived in their town, but what can we do? We have to go where the money is. Hopefully we will be able to move to the west coast in two more years, but for now we will just have to feel guilty about not being there. I wonder how our parents stand having their kids live so far away. I never gave it any thought at all until I had Erik. Now I understand the pain and heartbreak that goes along with parenthood. My mom is very happy that I am happy and that she doesn’t have to worry about me, but I know it hurts that I’ve chosen a life that has taken me so far from home.

And now he really is awake, so enough guilt-crunching from me.

*We ordered a table from them in early August of last year and finally cancelled the order in November after I had several yelling matches with them.

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