–Later today I’m visiting my GI doctor to see how I’m doing with the injections. I’m nervous, as per usual, but the injections are definitely helping. One day last week I had energy I haven’t had in years. It was amazing but bittersweet to know what I was missing. I would love it if the injections could get me there, especially since they come with a huge amount of risk. Whenever the box arrives on my doorstep in a giant Styrofoam cooler it looks for all the world like I’ve been given an organ for transplant. Every time it comes is a visual reminder that something is really wrong with me. It is normal for people to take prescription medication. It is not normal for refrigerated coolers filled with syringes to arrive at your door. Like the weird cognitive dissonance that happens every time I inject myself, I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to this feeling.
–Reading Rainbow has come to Netflix (thanks for the head’s up, Sis!), and it’s even better than I remember.
–This weekend two different kids at two different parties said to me, “Who doesn’t like bacon? Everyone likes bacon!” In those exact words. It was adorable. (Obviously, plenty of people don’t like or abstain from bacon for reasons of health, preference, or religion, but to coincidence and their enthusiastic naivete was adorable.) We have two cousins, one on each side of the family, who were born within a few days of each other. This weekend we celebrated one cousin’s birthday with a pool party (which Elias was able to join in, hooray!) and the other cousin’s birthday with a breakfast birthday party. We were invited over first thing in the morning and encouraged to come in our pajamas. Isobel, going for extra authenticity, argued she shouldn’t have to brush her hair because “everyone has crazy hair in the morning.” We agreed, though I did brush mine. It was a fun but exhausting Saturday, and predictably I spent most of Sunday on the couch in recovery.
–It’s been a tough week in other ways. Our house exterior is in dire need of repairs due to water damage and at the same time our car failed Smog and needed some at first small, but later very large, and unexpected repairs. It has been very stressful. In related news, I have a new shop!
–I have figured out “Balloons, Balloons Make Me Happy” on my flute. Bow down, children.
–Elias’ language has been really developing. It’s so exciting. He loves to carry around Camera Jr (our old point-and-shoot) and say CHEESE! CHEESE! CHEESE! He’s still saying “no,” especially after he hears someone say it. The other day he was standing on a chair (UGH) so I said, “Elias, sit down!” and he immediately said, “No!” though I’m really not sure if he was actually saying it in context or just repeating words he associates with climbing. Either way it was hilarious. He has recovered so quickly from his injury that it’s breathtaking. He’s acting like nothing ever happened, despite just getting his cast off last week. This last week I’ve been keeping a band aid on his hurt arm. He doesn’t need it but I wanted a visual reminder of which arm was injured so I could treat it carefully. It is so hard to tell without the band aid because he doesn’t favor it at all. Kids have an almost superhuman ability to recover from injury.
–For years, Anthony has thought the acronym SMH stood for “so much hate.” I think I like that better.
–My creative friend Erin has added Pet Personality Portraits to her repertoire! Check them out and support a small business and a lovely family!
–Last week the temperatures stayed in the low nineties and it was so fantastic the kids and I played outside for hours. I can do nineties. It’s the one hundred-plus temperatures that kill me. We also busted out the kiddie pool for the first time since Elias’ got his cast. He had been waiting waiting impatiently for this!
–I was excited for autumn when I looked out the window and saw yellow leaves on our maple tree, but then I realized it was probably due to drastic cutbacks on watering.
–Isobel starts first grade tomorrow. I am not ready for summer to be over, but here we are. Damn, that went so fast. Since she’s a first grader she will be attending a full day of school instead of a half-day, which means eating lunch at school. For the first time I get to pack lunch. We bought a bento-style Yumbox and gave it a practice-run earlier in the week . It was a smash hit.
–Isobel recently said the most beautiful thing to me after peppering me with difficult questions. She said, “I wish I knew the answer to everything I’m curious about.” Me too, kid. Later Anthony and I were discussing when she was a baby and out of no where she said, “What do I look like, a boy named Harry Potter, who was given to wizards?!” I don’t even know, you guys. She’s becoming even more hilarious with age.
How to peel a mango in seconds. Ima have to try this one.
Grace Lennon models the hand-painted, Hokusai-Inspired prom dress she created. Stunning, and bravo to the young woman who made it, and her mom, who supported her work.
Homework doesn’t have to be boring. Genuinely hilarious.
Never forget. Second-best Final Jeopardy! answer.
Mr Rogers Introduces Kids to Experimental Electronic Music by Bruce Haack & Esther Nelson 1968. Bruce Hack is amazing. I was introduced to him ages ago on an Emperor Norton label mix CD. Turns out Mr Rogers was the real indie hipster this whole time.
Kinda want to bring this home and set it over my kid’s bed while he’s asleep. I want to do this to Angela.
Fox to adapt Horrorstor for television. I ship it.
The Fantastic Four: I fixed it. Marry me.
This is the kind of
#content I come here to see. This is me, doing any sport.
Actual Problem A Nice Change Of Pace For Anxious Man. Again, also me.
We built you a pep talk generator for your hard days. I need this in my brain.
Find out if you’d survive a murder mystery with our handy dandy flowchart.
I think this guy is maybe using his AOL handle on a local election ballot. I dunno maybe his mom let him pick his name when he was five.