I started Mother's Day by not going for a walk since bear bait is still on bed rest, and I feel guilt ridden for going out for a walk without her. Also last week I had a few days of nausea and got off my entire running/walking schedule. But tomorrow I am back to running. I don't care if I end up wretching on the path, I wil be out there!
I stayed home and decided to tackle my grad school reading list. I'm on book 1. Go me. I'm gonna love this. I can't wait to have people to discuss these books with! The only person who wants to discuss any thing with me these days is Evan and he thinks like a teenager, which means he has all the answers, what ever I think is ridiculous. I think his perspective is tiny, naarrow and crafted to evade personal responsibility. Also, I feel like he is yelling at me, so it's uncomfortable. I hope there are other not young any more people in this program with me, Fingers crossed for wise with age comrads who would like to respectively and calmly share ideas about any and everything art and photo related.
Then Josh limped out of bed and I realized that he wasn't kidding when he said he hurt foot last night tripping on a hallway rug. I took him to the emergency room. (Yes, that makes one birthday in the Er with Mr. burnt feet and one Mother's Day in the ER with a limping child) It's sprained, so not the biggest worst situation. But still , on Mother's Day!! Crutches are not going to be much fun for J baby. I just hope he doesn't fall again!
Then the family gave me some gifts, like a new back pack, which fits my huge 17 inch lap top (much needed) , and a coffee cup that looks like a big honking photo lens (very cute.)
Then I found out that the surprise they aranged for me was to go to a show and out for Ethiopian food for dinner.
Unfortunately the hour long drive into the city took 2.5 hours and we missed the show. I know! But I did get the Ethipian food, which I enjoy so much that I fantasize about it.
Now we are home and tomorrow I get to see Evan off to school, the husband off to the airport, (business trip) and then I am home with limpy dog and limpy child. I'm going for an extra hard run tomorrow. I have a lot to run off.
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