–Last week I must have partied too hard for my birthday, because I re-caught the family cold. The risk for patients on immunosuppressants like me is developing respiratory infections–an incredibly common side effect. The dangerous part of my situation is that I have developed severe allergies to most antibiotics, so I am doing everything I can (keeping my chest upright, taking decongestants faithfully, staying warm and drinking mucus-thinning liquids) to hopefully avoid a trip to the doctor. A round of antibiotics would make my life intensely more complicated, and I have laundry to do. (I already missed Isobel’s class trip to the pumpkin patch, which, if you know me, is a huge deal: there are few things I love more than class trips and pumpkins. I live for that shit.)
–Thank you all for your wonderful birthday wishes last week! Against my body’s own best efforts, I have survived another year. Before the cold set back in I did some thrifting as a family, had a leaf fight with our cousin, and was lucky enough to see the local Mucha exhibit. He is one of my all-time favorite authors, and although that wasn’t on my life list it should have been, and I’ll probably add it in retroactively. I also exhibited some photographs in the local museum for a charity auction. To top it all off, there was a lovely rainbow in the sky the morning of my birthday.
–Little Big reader Laurie gave the kids the best mail day ever, as her and her little one conspired to send the kids a box full of goodies, including a Lego Elf set for Isobel and a Duplo ice cream set for Elias. Fantastic!! They were so happy you would have thought it was their birthday. Thanks again, Laurie. Little Big has the best readers out there.
–While thrifting Isobel came upon the find of a lifetime: a Pokemon binder filled with Pokemon cards, for a dollar. She doesn’t play the game or really know how, but she loves to look at them and sort them in different ways. As she was playing with them she told me, “Mama, some of my Pokemon are just for hit points and some of them are just pets.”
–Elias’s latest thing is tickling. He wants to tickle everyone and everything. If you come to my house he’ll try to tickle you by wiggling his fingers on your stomach, scrunching up his face, and saying something that sounds like tickee tickee tickee! He doesn’t stop at people, though. Things I’ve seen him attempt to tickle include dogs, cats, our stone gnome, and the TV.
–This weekend we also had the sad occasion of saying goodbye to my best friend Stefanie’s Mom, Pam, who was overwhelmingly generous and kind. My brain still can’t work out that she is gone.
FF Pebble Beach. Some of the first photos I’ve ever taken.
The Microscope. I’m a grown-ass woman and I asked for a microscope for Christmas.
Snapshot 10.14.15. January, the month of L-O-V-E.
Snapshot 10.09.15. Remember Pumpkiny?
Disability sucks sometimes. It’s not helpful to frame it solely in positive euphemisms. This is so good. I’m going to reread this for a long time, I think.
Pikachu coming to Build-a-Bear. Isobel already has so many different Pikachus that we’ve had to name them to find out exactly which one she wants (No-Tail Pikachu, Funny Ear Pikachu, Plastic Pika, Pikachu Backpack, and Fat Pika). I will be doing my best to avert her eyes on the rare occasion we visit the mall. Anthony, however, will most likely buy this for her on the spot if he sees it. Since she’s been born I may as well tattoo SUCKER on his forehead. Thanks, Justin!
I found a picture of me and
@exlibris from the future. Stefanie and I are going to be rad old ladies.
Ermahgerddon: The Untold Story of the Ermahgerd Girl. This was really good.
What No One Tells You About Having Both Depression &Anxiety. For a really long time, I thought that feeling this way was normal. It is not.
I made a chart to teach you how to draw cartoons. Hilarious.
Guy extracts insane dubstep sounds out of a McDonalds drink cup. I am very impressed by this.
Tweet your drafts! Shut up.
My Unruly Garden: Do Not Use Much Water. Listen to the girl with the flower pot on her head.
Scrapbook: Home Life. Ten photos of home.
Thrifty Mother’s Day Collaboration. The baby Elias photos kill me.
Scrapbook: Visiting Jake & Ben. So many good things in Sac.