A-buzz buzzzz....

There was supposed to be something on the news tonight about where you can go to get covered in a blanket of bees. I friggin' missed it, and now I can't find anything about it on the news sites.

I can't remember the last time I felt such crushing disappointment. I mean really -- to learn that it's possible to wear your very own beard of bees and then be denied the info necessary to make the dream come true? I feel so....empty.

God, I can't wait until he's old enough for his learner's permit.

Sis was just outside with the dogs. I was sitting on the couch in front of the window, and Ocho came up to say hello. Then he asked me to pass along a message to Sister Dear. A reenactment:

Me (calling out the window): Katieeeeeeeeeee!

Sis (in front yard): What?

Me: Katieeeeee!

Sis: WHAT?

Me:: Ocho says hellooooo!

Sis: That's fantastic.

Me: Ocho told me that he wanted me to tell you that he says hello!

Sis: Hi, Ocho.

Me: Katieeee?

Sis: WHAT.

Me: Ocho says he wants a cheeseburger.

Sis: Well, he's not getting one.

Me: Katieee! Ocho says he wants to change his order to a Fillet O' Fish sandwich!

Sis: He's not getting that, either.

Me: Katieee! Ocho wants an apple pie with his Fillet O' Fish sandwich!

Sis: .....

Me: And no tartar sauce on his Fillet O' Fish sandwich!

Sis: .............

Me: Katieee! Ocho wants orange juice! He wants a Fillet O' Fish sandwich, an apple pie and an orange juice! And no tartar sauce on his Fillet O' Fish sandwich!

Sis: Ok, I'm pretending to write this down.

Me: Katieee! Ocho wants a 12-piece Chicken McNugget instead!

Sis: Oh for....

Me: Katieee? Ocho wants to know if they still have the McRib?

Sis: NO.

Me: Katie? Ocho changed his mind. He wants pizza instead.

Sis: Did you take a Xanax?

EPILOGUE:
Fortunately, I was able to pacify Ocho with some bubble tea.

What? It helps to pass the time.

I hope you make some friends this year.

Annnnnd I just broke my glasses. The truly sad part is that the breakage was not caused by trauma. Alas, the carnage was merely the consequence of an overly vigorous lens-polishing session.

It's okay, though. The frame is cracked, but I think I can fix it. With this electrical tape.

(Update:  Went to grab the electrical tape. Tripped and fell into the bin of wood pellets. I guess I should be relieved I didn't impale myself on the metal scoop. Kiki always yells at me for leaving it sticking out of the top of the bin -- there'd be no living with her after that.)

It's good to have her home again.

I hate you.

When a stupid, stupid doctor says "valproax," does he mean divalproex, OR does he mean valproic acid?

Ever have one of those days where you just wanna hug a bear?

"...if you can’t handle me at my worst, you don’t deserve me at my best."

I've lost quite a bit of weight recently. Suddenly I fit into a pair of Kiki's corduroys that I couldn't even button a few months ago. They're actually a little too big on me now. Plus I cracked a weight threshold this weekend that I haven't seen in a long, long time. I wish I could post it here, but I'm embarrassed to admit that I'm still ashamed of how much I weigh. Too many years of being criticized and judged, I guess. Ah, well.

I've been working out a lot, it's true, but I think it's also because my meds completely kill my appetite. I'm trying really hard to be healthy about this, but usually I'll have a couple of frozen waffles plain for breakfast and then forget to eat until after I get off of work -- and even then I'll keep forgetting to go have something to eat. Making meals ahead of time in Tupperware really helps. Being able to just grab a meal out of the fridge makes it a lot less likely that I'll get distracted while preparing a meal on the spot. Also, we are literally too poor to buy much food these days, so yay for being broke?

I feel good, though. I even get on the bike for about 10 minutes when I first wake up because it loosens up my muscles and helps with my backaches.

Cock-a-doodle-dooooo!

I honestly think my insomnia makes me ideally suited for parenting. And after living for so many years with a herd of rebellious and vindictive felines, I have the patience of a saint.

I don't know, it's just that every time I'm awake at 3:00 a.m. I start thinking that I'm wasting my talent and should consider a career in wet-nursing.

It was long after midnight
When we got to unconditional love
She said, "Sure, my heart is boundless;
But don't push my limits too far."
I said, "If love is so transcendent,
I don't understand these boundaries."
She said "Just don't disappoint me;
You know how complex women are."

I'll be around
If you don't let me down too far
I'll be around
If you don't let me down

It was just before sunrise
When we started on traditional roles
She said, "Sure, I'll be your partner;
But don't make too many demands."
I said "If love has these conditions,
I don't understand those songs you love."
She said, "This is not a love song.
This isn't fantasyland."

Don't go too far
A phosphorescent wave on a tropical sea is a cold fire
Don't cross the line
The pattern of moonlight on the bedroom floor is a cold fire
Don't let me down
The flame at the heart of a pawnbroker's diamond is a cold fire
Don't break the spell
The look in your eyes as you head for the door is a cold fire

I'll be around
If you don't push me down too far
I'll be around
If you don't push me down

Love is blind if you are gentle
Love can turn to a long, cold burn...