I miss Matt and Evan. Matt has been in Russia on his Russian language/culture learning adventure for 16 days and Evan has been in what he affectionately calls "Jew camp" (well at least I can get search engine hits for more than "see through bething suits" now) for 14 days. Having one kid around (and an easy one at that) seems like I'm cheating or something. Without Matt and Evan around there is a lot less funny (with the exception of the husband falling into the out house 2 weeks ago, that was so hilarious I thought for sure they were going to throw us out of the energency room for laughing so much) to go around. I do feel a bit lost, like my job is kind of cheating easy now. I'm thanking the heavens that Josh is so agreeable and flexible and easy going. It's just not what I'm used to.
A utopian lake neighbor jet skiied over to our dock and chatted with us today. He suggested that we join Matt for the last few days of his Russian adventure. That is just so not my life. What would I do with the other two kids? Also, I'm pretty sure the husband isn't going to be flying off to Russia any time soon. He'll be too busy with his physical therapy starting next week. (I think,, doctor appointment tomorrow) The truth is, that if I could just drop everything and join Matt on his international adventures, I wouldn't want to do it during the summer and lose utopia time and I'm not sure the allure of Matt time is even greater than my fear/hatred /dread of flying. Besides, fly all the way to Russia for a few days?? It takes me two weeks to get over the time change between here and California! I am not a natural born traveler. (Could I sound any older right now?)
Speaking of the husband's doctor appointment, tomorrow I finally get to see the scar! Yay! Hopefully I won't see the physician assistant that I asked "Are you retarded?" to when they wanted to let the husband out of the hospital 24 hours after his surgery and he had a fever that I, and only I, was not confident came as part of the post surgical process. When the physician assistant actually answered me that she was not retarded I just hung up on her because what I wanted to say was "Well, you sound like you're 24 years old and that's pretty much the same thing. Can I speak with someone with some life experience, like maybe someone who is married with kids and is over 40?" Yes, I am an ageist.
Today was a food day. I couldn't bring myself to juice. Wow, the juicing is seriously getting to me! Since I'll be in new town tomorrow I can get some fresh pressed from a store juice, so tomorrow should be a good day in the nutrition department. Yesterday I broke down and asked Josh (yes, I asked an 11 year old boy) if I looked less fat. That damned piece of junk scale is torturing me by not registering a loss! It can't be possible for me to eat so little and not have a loss, I know it just doesn't make sense. Josh was amazingly reassuring. Bless his little boy (wise beyond his years) heart. I gotta grab my quality scale when I am back in new town for the husband's doctor appointment. I gotta know! I have friends visiting starting on Thursday and I am a wee bit concerned about the peer pressure to eat and drink. I'll have to plan on how I am going to handle it. Maybe I can make them all diet while they are here! Hahaha. I'm already planning the extensive menu. I better think this one through.