Independently Happy
There’s nothing quite like crashing and realizing afterwards that I must have acted as the typical bipolar patient, “dealing with it” and not calling the real pdoc, or at least the one who can actually make any adjustments. Amazing how my bliss morphs into stubborn indifference even when I know better.
All upswings and crash landings aside, I had a splendid, fantastic, most enjoyable weekend with my daughter. Saturday morning we awoke early, dropped the car off for the much needed fluid change (and checklist of problems to fix), walked to the gym, worked a usual routine plus a bonus 30 minutes of bag punching, played ball, arranged one side of the garage while Ash progressed with her bike and scooter, spent time at the pool, had tickle fests upstairs (after the ferocious cleaning session and drilling fun required for a new coat rack), camped out in bed by 9pm, and as Ash snored a soft rumble, I finished a pleasingly humorous book and slept. Somewhere in there was the hunt for floaties, as we always do each year. You’d think the two pairs I purchased last year would survive a few months of downtime, but apparently not.
Today started off with pancakes and rarely does a day go south after such a tummy-warming, taste-bud treating meal (I’ll try not to remember the family camping trip when I was five years old). Play-doh, additional outside play time, a park hunting excursion (one with parking, difficult to find on a Sunday afternoon), and eventually a dinner picnic on the front lawn, before more splashing in the pool.
A weekend of memories and yet within the dusty corners behind my sockets* I can’t help but realize Ash will be returning to Texas on the 20th. Sometimes life sucks a little bit, but at least the sweetest days drown out the bitterness.
*(Completely different note, I just learned earlier this evening that my mom’s glass eyes do not just pop in her sockets and remain there on their own. As she described to me, the white balls are there to keep the glass eyes from “sliding all over the place”. Nice, I had no clue. I still have one of her brown eyes from an old pair of hers, I should find it…never did make it into a piece of jewelery like I had planned.)
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kikisdragon said,
May 2, 2006 @ 8:38 am
But it seems like Ash just got there! why is she going back so soon?
kikisdragon said,
May 2, 2006 @ 8:39 am
oh, by the way, I like your new blog layout
nice color and image at the top.
Stacie said,
May 18, 2006 @ 8:27 am
Ok, you gotta fill me in on the glass eyes bit, lady…