–I’m tentatively celebrating that I’ve had a few more good days and afternoons in the past week. I’ve had a few terrible days, too, so bad that I feel right back where I started, but I’m focusing on the good days because I do believe I’m noticing a slight increase in them. I gave myself my second round of injections yesterday, this time in my legs, and it was worse than I could have imagined. It’s a tough place for me to pinch and shoot because my legs are thin and sinew-y and without the loose skin from pregnancies and and extra flesh my stomach happily provides. After four attempts I finally finished the first injection and by that time I was so hopped up on adrenaline I immediately threw up and nearly fainted. I got the next injection all done in one go but it was murder. But I did it and I’m done for another two weeks when I can inject in my stomach again. Many have asked if I could have someone else give me my injections, and yes, I can. Anthony’s aunt, a registered RN, and my doctor have both offered to step in and give them to me if I have trouble. And I’m sure Anthony would do it if I asked him. But I do not want that. I don’t want to have to rely on anyone but myself for this. I want to be able to do this. It’s important to me. It will just take time to learn and adjust.
–This summer has been so packed with activity that we are far more busy now than when Isobel was in school. My friend Jenn visited from SoCal, I had a sushi ladydate with Stef, Ellen, and Lindsay, and Isobel has been taking daily swimming lessons at a local City pool. She is just rocking those lessons, which is such a relief because last year she really struggled with putting her face in the water. I couldn’t be more proud of her. Some of my best memories of summer involve swimming, and I believe it’s a necessary skill in the Valley where we regularly endure triple-digit weather and many, many people have swimming pools. It’s a safety issue, sure, but it’s also a quality of life issue. Swimming is central to summer when you live in a desert valley.
–Luckily one of my great days this weekend was during a bridal shower my cousin Liz threw for our (soon-to-be) new cousin Chelsea. It had a tea-party theme and my cousin made everything herself from scratch. Just look at those gorgeous chocolate cherries. She really outdid herself. We played the game where we designed bridal dresses using crepe paper streamers, and since my model was Isobel the dress turned into a Wonder Woman costume, which she modeled by showing off her superhero moves. We almost ran out of time before we remembered we were supposed to include a bouquet, so we wrapped Pikachu in crepe paper and used him instead. We were invited to add marriage advice next to our names in the guest book, and as I took Isobel I asked for her advice to add next to her name that she’d carefully written next to mine. “Have babies.” she said, mater-of-factly.
–Last week we also received a huge surprise: our Tia Aura gave us a huge cornucopia of craft supplies, because she knows the way to our hearts. The kids were over the moon for them, and I was very excited to find that almost without exception they crayons, markers, paints, and pencils were washable. Bless you, Tia.
–After months of preparations (and more nights of solo parenting while sick than I care to remember) Anthony passed a certification test for work. He is so good at what he does and I am just so enormously proud of him and how hard he works for us.
–Last week was also hugely important as we as a nation took another step toward granting same-sex marriages and full personhood under the law. We still have a ways to go, as in some places it is still legal to discriminate. We celebrated by attending a Human Rights party and, since our marriage was dissolved by the ruling, I married a lamp with Angela. Good times. I’m going into Independence Day weekend feeling pretty proud of my country.
My BFF Stef thrifted these amazing vintage tumblers. I’d be jealous if I weren’t just going to go over to her house and drink out of them. PS It was Myasthenia Gravis awareness month, and although it sounds like a wicked-cool Harry Potter spell it’s actually a grave diagnosis. Raising awareness means in increase in funds and therefore, treatment, for those who suffer. Tell everyone you know what MG is.
Woman Gives Birth, Fights Off Bees, and Starts Wildfire in Northern California. One of the most bizarre things I’ve read in a long time. Thanks, Laura.
Has everyone tried their hand at the Scalia insult-generator? Because if not you are APPLESAUCE!
Just when you thought metro couldn’t get any worse, you encounter a shark man. Male sharks are the worst.
Johnny Cash Sings Recipes. Cooking with gas is like cooking with a burning ring of fire.
Baby goat loves to jump. Incredibly, this is exactly what it looks like when I play Goat Simulator.
I never knew any of this about anne boleyn and it blew my dang mind. Wow, yes. I can’t even imagine. Worst boss ever. Via samusclone
English Juggling and…WHAT?! (Yes, Necromancy.)
Music to lure pigeons by. For reals.
Pet turtle shakin’ it to Shake It Off. (This is a Vine with music.) While that song doesn’t personally do anything for me, a turtle shakin’ its booty under a faucet has greatly increased my happiness.
Trying to sleep when it’s hot. Our window units in the living room don’t reach our bedroom. Cry.
The Dr. Sylvia Earle Lego Set Is Finally Here. And It’s Glorious. We, um, er, Isobel needs this STAT.
A python tried to swallow a porcupine whole. It did not end well. This is basically what Crohn’s Disease feels like.
Why I’m Tired of Casual Sex. Anthony and I have been together since 1998, so I can only speculate on what things would be like if I had to go on dates. But I’m thinking I’d feel much the same way. Fantastic article.
If you don’t find this the cutest thing ever are you even human. I nearly sobbed.
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#PoopCulture leads us? Welcome to the abyss. Derek is a fount of knowledge.
American Warrior Princess. I can’t wait to share this with Isobel.
Jurassic World in 6 seconds. (Vine with audio, no music.)
DIY Closet Divider Tutorial. This was an easy, DIY way to organize the one million baby clothes I had for Isobel.
Reuse Roundup: DIY Sticker Book. This was so fun, and she still uses it all the time.
Thrifted Maternity (& Isobel’s) Closet: Week 30. Isobel and I look fresh to death.
50 Thrifty Fun Things To Do: Nature Walk. A perennial favorite!
Reuse Roundup: Toy Cart Update. A vintage bar cart turned toy storage in our backyard.
Recipe: Happiness Soup. Perfect even in this awful weather.