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101.8

I’m pretty devastated thinking about Josh leaving for college. I think this will be the roughest college send off yet.

So I’ve been thinking and thinking so much about things were when they were small and how I wish I could go back and truly remember enough to relive and feel all those moments when I thought life couldn’t be any sweeter.

So, Josh graduates today and before we left I ironed Josh’s gown and sash and then I began to iron one of my own. As I glided the iron over the little decorative chest pockets on my shirt the iron caught on something. I slid my finger into the pocket and scooped out a small gray almost melted LEGO sword.

And that was first time I cried even though I had just applied my makeup and it was totally on point. No, seriously. Maybe I’m just so not used to seeing myself in makeup anymore- but this makeup today- looked like I had just gotten out of a professional makeup chair.

And my hair even looked great despite the non stop rain of the day

And then... naturally all my kids (my “adult” kids) were CRANKY because

They were hungry
There were too many people in the room for them
They were hot
His arm hurt where the doctor took blood yesterday (check up)
It’s so loud in here
People are touching me
Blah blah blah blah

So after the ceremony in the overcrowded gym Matt had to run back to the city of brotherly love, Evan kept slipping out of sight bumping into old friends and Josh pleaded to go straight home and not go out for a meal. And we just left.

None of those kids thought for one second that maybe I’d like to take some photos of the people I have life to. They just complained and fled. So I took an ironic photo of me alone in front of a sign the school put up to direct the proud life giving parents to cute little graduate themed display bulletin boards.

When we got back to the house Evan suggested Josh might like pizza so we ordered from the pizza place. Josh asked for pain relief because of a headache. He ate two slices of pizza and said I THINK I HAVE A FEVER. 101.8 folks. 1/2 hour after taking OTC painkiller. 101.2 half an hour later.

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we'll see

Tomorrow is the big day that sweet pea might finally get the green light to go back to normal activity. I'm so happy about it that I plan on walking her until she asks to stop once we leave the vet. I will be heart broken for her if they tell me she isn't ready for activity. I don't think they will.

In the mean time, my back has been out for freaking ever. Somewhere in the back of my mind has been this suspicion that one day I will need back surgery and I am so so so afraid that the day is here. I was hoping I could avoid it. 

I've been on a cleanse for 2 weeks now. Today I recommitted to 2 more weeks.  Then I think perhaps I will do it the first 2 weeks of every month. Goal: weight loss.  It is a product my new town chiropractor sells. It's overpriced. I've done it for 2 weeks, and I have to admit I wasn't letter perfect but still lost 12 pounds. The chiropractor told me that if I had done it to the letter I would have lost 20 pounds. (Not entirely healthy to lose 20 pounds in 2 weeks, is it?) I'll be less imperfect for this next round. It was good timing in a way that sweet pea has been on bed rest for her ailing paw. I am a wee bit concerned about my level of stamina. We will see....  

in the sauna

I think I'm going to start a new "thing" here and posts will start with So, the other day in the sauna..... because I can't seem to get an ordinary relaxing day in the sauna under my belt. Some other Y member is always doing some nonsense which is rude, inconsiderate and probably dangerous and this just makes my blood boil. I've been trying to get myself back into the water (pool as opposed to glorious open water of the lake) (insert crying emoji here) and if I'm going to get wet in the pool, you know I'm going to follow that up with a sauna! I do long for the company of that emaciated woman I used to rule the posh club sauna with back in step ford. I want my throne back? Just kidding. I hate it here in new town so much I just want to make incredible images until the time is right to get out of dodge and end up in who knows where, I don't know but it feels like it can't be less desirable than here. 

So, the other days (I have some catching up to do) in the sauna, some chick left her face mask and snorkel hanging from the fence around the heater unit to dry while she showered and got dressed. If I could have melted it I would have. Two teenage girls decided it was the right place to hang out and yak while fully clothed including their sneakers. Some asshole left her towel spread out on the little upper bench where I like to sit because it's hotter on top, forcing me to sit on the less hot lower bench and then she returned showered and fully dressed to grab her towel. (I almost punched the bitch.) And...... this old lady with the most frightening big toes, turned in at almost a 90 degree angle (It hurts me to even look at them) lied on the bench and did stretches and pelvic bridges, which is basically lying on your back with your knees bent, feet planted firmly while you thrust your pelvis upwards creating a straight line from your knees to your shoulders. Yes, folks, I got to witness a naked, rail thin, sweating old lady pelvic thrusting her bush into the air a few feet away from me in a hot sauna. 

I'm gonna keep replaying that image in my head as an appetite suppressant.

 

 

Team?

So

I can’t even stay calm to tell this story.

Sweet pea stepped on something which sliced her paw open and she had to get stitches.

I don’t know what she stepped on. I’m not exactly sure when she did it. We took a 2+ hour walk. She never complained. I saw a trail of blood once we got home and figured it out. I know that one of the vet techs at the vet described the horror film scene blood filled waiting room, exam room and back area she had to clean after we left to my SIL, her friend. Now poor sweet pea is on bed rest for 10 days.

Sometimes she cries a little bit.

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