Hi. I am a little better, thank you for asking. The weekend arrived, and I was not really healthy enough for the exertion, but I tried to do all the stuff anyway. Did you hear about my Thursday? That's when Grant, in a fit of happy boy-ness, jumped and accidentally hit me right in the face with his hard head. Got my nose and bloodied both lips. Bottom lip was just a small cut. Upper lip was a mess. Today is the first day I've been able to smile properly. Thursday was not my best day.
Friday, I got out of bed and cleaned the house. I would just like to state for the record that my husband and children pretty much gross me out. Apparently, if I am ill and in bed, crumbs of all sorts cease to be offensive, and are, therefore, given permission to remain where they are comfortable. On the other hand, the bathroom and everything in it becomes offensive to the point of being un-touchable, and certainly un-cleanable. Giant blob of toothpaste? Sorry. Can't get it. My arm will be burned off by the invisible Bathroom Lava. And then there are the floors. It would seem that the chunks of mud that come from the dogs' feet are only visible to Mommies. Not even gonna discuss the dishes. So, that was my Friday. Not the most fun I've had in ages, but kept my mind off of how sick I was, since I didn't really have time to contemplate.
Saturday, it rained, so I knew there was no reason to attempt to straighten my hair. I also knew there was no point in attempting lip color. My getting ready was really pretty quick. I braided Abbie's hair, and we waited for my parents to come. We went with them to Poppy J's. Have I really never taken them there before? Love that place. Anyway, the food wasn't getting ready fast enough, so I took Grant to the school and dropped him off in the music room. When Mom came, we took turns eating. I also brought Grant his sandwich, and he got to eat some before he went on. We had great seats. The play was cute-ish and short-ish. Grant said his lines perfectly, and the girl who had the lead part smiled hugely the whole time - even when she was supposed to be cranky. We loved it. Then, we all visited for a little while at my house. Mom and Dad left to go do some shopping, and we got ready for another Christmas party. I was way too tired for it already, but did some very impressive pretending. Well, at first. I kinda spent most of the party sitting down. The kids were well behaved, and everyone loved the crab dip, so I guess the party was enormously successful from our perspective.
Sunday I should have rested, but I went to get medicine from the store, and bought stocking stuffers while I was there. Is that really all I did yesterday? It was so exhausting! Well, no. I also changed the sheets on the bed. No more sick germs, there! I personally think that pillowcases are prime offenders for re-infecting.
It's only a week until Christmas. Did you notice? I still have to get something for Josh's baby sister, but I already know what I'm getting her. I just have to get there. Otherwise, I think I'm done with the shopping. Good thing, too. I wish you could see our tree. It's taking over the whole room.
And on that decadent and merry holiday note, I would like to very briefly address current national events. What could I be referring to? Why, the only news item that has existed this weekend: I mean the massacre of small children in a school in Connecticut. It's hard to know what to say about the actual event. Violent death at the sweetest of all children's ages is quite a stirring motivation for the emotion, but.... somehow I don't trust myself to feel anything except grief until more is known. That hasn't stopped everyone else, though. People are taking legal and religious stances to the right and left of me, in front AND behind. And I've heard everything. I've heard that it's time to amend the constitution away from guns. I've heard it's time to arm the civilians. I've heard it's the fault of man, or the fault of God, or the fault of Godlessness in schools. Wow. Of all the arguments I've heard, I found this one the most convincing: "Making guns illegal will keep them off the streets? We should make heroine and meth illegal!!" Sorry, but I don't believe in making weapons illegal. I do think they should be better regulated. And I don't think this person was violent because of the gun. It wasn't even his. Neither do I blame the separation of Church and State. I believe the fault is largely on the one man, and partially on his family and caretakers. Everyone else in this case is an innocent.
It was not possible to NOT tell my kids. It will be everywhere. I told them that a crazy person bad guy killed grown-ups and kids in a school. I told them what state. I told them that the families will probably never get over it, but we should send kind thoughts toward them, and hope that they feel a little better soon. I also said that we were lucky that we had a safe school, even though I am sure the victims had an equally safe one. But you have to make sure you children are not terrorized, you know.
I don't like the media coverage of this. I don't like the attention it's getting. I don't like what it's teaching angry people about how to stay in the news for a week.
I am so glad I don't have TV.
Well, we are not having any seasonal weather today. A little fog. It might not be Christmassy, but at least no plans were cancelled yet.
I still don't know when Brother is planning to get to MO. We are still working on what to cook on Christmas day, too.
I need to get started planning Abbie's birthday. Yikes! SO behind!
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Wishing you all a pleasant day, full of good health and serenity.
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