NEW DAY; NEW DIET

I haven’t updated here in forever and I really can’t tell you why.  Maybe because the things that I want to rant about are trivial in comparison to the things that are going on in other people’s lives right now.  Maybe because when I’m in a good mood, I feel almost like I don’t deserve it in the face of what is going on in other people’s lives right now.

Maybe…I’m just bored of myself.

Regardless, I am updating today.

1. Mother’s Day was lovely.  The weather was a little on the crap side, but we had no solid plans for outdoor activities, so that was okay.  The four of us - what has now become our nucleus - went out to dinner at a new restaurant we’ve been meaning to try.  The food was wonderful, the prices excellent, but the atmosphere was not what we’d expected and the service was on the bad side of acceptable.  Nana and I decided we’d definately go back again, but I think the Husband was a strong, “No.”  I took Nana to see “Made of Honor” which was every bit exactly what I thought it was.  It held my attention, I guess, but the point is that she enjoyed it.
2. I missed the end of “Survivor” only because I still struggle with the fricken’ DVR.  I forgot that they announce the winner at the reunion show and that’s a separate listing in the schedule.  Duh!  Whatever, I guess, since that skank Parvarti won.  (Erik, Erik, Erik.  You are soooo naive!)
3. I’ve had a couple of stressful doctor’s appointments (this is called burying the lead) in the last few weeks.  One being the annual boob mashing exercises (which really hurt after all my surgeries on that one side).  I was extremely nervous about this one because I had feeling a lump for about a month, but it turned out to be benign.  (YAY!)  Apparently, this is going to make me nervous every spring for the rest of my life, I don’t know.  The other test was more invasive, embarassing, painful…the whole gamut, but we got the results immediately and found out that I have this giganitic uterine fibroid (HELLO!  TMI!).  For some reason this doesn’t worry me as much as it makes me go , “Hah!  I told you so!”  I would say I’ve had this thing for about 10 years and didn’t realize until recently that everyone doesn’t go through what I’ve been going through.  (Lesson to be learned:  If you’re not satisfied with your doctor, change!)  There is another test next Monday and then we discuss what to do about this thing.  (I think I’ve named it Fred, because looking at it on the ultrasound?  Bigger than my kid.) 
4. Husband is trying so hard to be his sweet self.  He’s really hating his job right now and he and I have had to go around about it a few times.  I appreciate his plight, but cannot abide coming home to someone in a foul, foul mood each and every night.  Something has to give.  His attitude seems to be that of someone hitting their head repeatedly against a wall.  I remember when I used to be like that about every little thing.  (Now I’m only like that about my weight!)   I recommend therapy and medication.  Or at least medication.

That’s it, I guess. I have a couple of friends going through horrors with their children.  Please keep them in your thoughts as they try to do the best they can.  I thank god every night that things continue to be wonderful with my Boy.  I don’t know why he is never sick and never in trouble, but I am grateful.  On the rare occasion that we do talk about it, I find he is aware and grateful, too, that he has a good situation to come home to every day.  What can make me more proud than that?