Late Night

I'm sitting here, listening to my husband snore away. Oh wait, he just turned his head, he's just breathing heavy now...hubba, hubba.

How do the things around us interact with the genetic material within us, to make us into who we are? I wish it were easy and we could say definitively that it's one or the other that really makes us into who we are but nothing in life is that simple. I'm not good with nuance and it makes it very hard to live my life sometimes. I have this amazing gift/ability/curse, to insult people when I'm trying to give them a compliment. I'm slowly learning that I should stay away from comparative sentences and just stick to the basic, "Wow, that's really nice."

I would really like to be able not put my foot in my mouth all the time.

I'm tired and whiney so I'll say good night now.
"Good night now."

This Night Has Opened My Eyes

I can see! I went and took the plunge today. I got LASIK done to my horribly nearsighted eyes. Aside from some light sensitivity and feeling like I have something in my eye, I'm feeling mighty fine. I have to say that when I took off my eyeshields after 5 hours of mandated rest, I felt like Paul (the one in the bible) when he had the scales fall off his eyes and he became a new man. Except that I'm a new woman and I'll be keeping my name but I do love God.

So they gave me valium before the procedure to soothe my nerves. But it really didn't do much for me. I got more out of my yoga breathing exercies than I did from that pill. I honestly wonder if it was some sort of placebo. They gave me two more to take at home so that I could sleep the 5 hours of eye shields away and it really didn't do anything for me then. I did sleep for maybe 2 hours but not because I felt that I had to. Maybe the valium has a much more subtle effect than I thought. But when the nurse tells you that you'll be feeling a little "drunk" after taking one, you gotta be thinking that two would really throw you for a loop. It was a major diappointment in that sense. I think a percocet would have worked better. Now I'm supposed to sleep all night and I'M NOT TIRED!!! Maybe I'll try some Nyquil tonight and see how that works.

Final thoughts, if you've been thinking about LASIK, DO IT!!! I have great doctor to recommend, Dr. Alan Berg in Sherman Oaks. He's kind, gentle, and his staff is great! WOOHOO, no more glasses or contacts!

Fun in the Sun

I love my backyard. It has a swing set for the kids to fool around on and soft grass and lots of other plants to enjoy. We were able to share our little slice of green with my sister and some other friends today. It was so cool to look out the window of my bedroom and see my 4 y.o. son having a water gun fight with his dad and baby brother. They were having such a blast! This was definitely one of those days that reminded me why I wanted to have kids.

More Guilty Pleasures

So my dear friend reminded me that I had a fondness for Rick Astley back in the day. I guess he would fall into that 80's realm. And boy did I LOVE him. Sophomore in college and I had a big poster of him on my closet door. I said it was to bug my roommate at the time, but some folks knew the truth. I had a thing for the puny English man with red hair and a big voice!

"Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna runaround and desert you!"

But I guess I did since I married my baby, CCM.

Childrens

It's spring break for the kids and I'm stuck at home. Playdates bring me some respite but otherwise I'm trying to fill 6 hours of the day that I didn't have to before. I find that the music that suits my mood most on these days is the Smiths. There's something about Morrisey's mopey lyrics that brings a lightness to my heart. Sick, no? Then of course there is the lovely music that Johnny Marr would write. I love the tune of, "Golden Lights".

"Sheila, take a bow. Punt the grime of this world in the crotch dear..."

I guess I'm just happy that no matter how pathetic I feel, there seems to be someone worse off than I.

Guilty Pleasures of an 80's Mod Wannabe

Janet Jackson, Kenny Loggins, Dixie Chicks, Fleetwood Mac, Indigo Girls, Randy Travis; Earth, Wind and Fire; The Gap Band, ABBA, Avril Levigne, J.Lo, Santana, DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince, Run-DMC, Backstreet Boys, InSync, Justin Timberlake, James Taylor, Britney Spears...can't believe she's breeding, Hall & Oates, Celine Dion...I really want to see her show in Vegas, Eminem, Kylie Minogue...

I could go on but I'm dying of shame. But why can't we like all kinds of music and still be cool or hip?