Monday, August 27, 2012

Children are not pillows

As I was hanging out with my son today I laid down on the bed with him and used his stomach as a pillow. He makes a good pillow what can I say? This is actually a game we have played throughout the years. He giggles and pushes me away, and I keep trying to use him as a comfy pillow.

Today went a little different than usual-

I laid my head down ad told him he makes a good pillow. He pushed me off and then jumped off the bed yelling "no!"
Me: come back! I need my pillow
Son: no! I am not a pillow.
Me: but you make such a good one.
Son: you can't make me, and it hurts me
Me: how?
Son: well, I'm not saying you're fat...
Me: I gave him "the look" (the one that moms give so well saying you're treading on very thin ice right now, be careful what you say)
Son: I'm not, but how can a 10 year old boy support the weight of a 35 year old adult?

Boy he's good, I'll give him that. He danced his way out of serious trouble, and told me I was 4 years younger than I am. He's good, but I've got my eye on him........

He really does make a good pillow...

Friday, August 17, 2012

Service announcement

So today was day three for my IV steroid treatment. I have two more days to go.

Day one they put in an IV port. It worked for two days then needed to be taken out. Today they put in another one. This one is in my right elbow. I brought it home with me, and I'm hoping to keep it until after my last infusion on Sunday morning. The only problem is if I want to shower. Then I have to wrap it.

The first port was easy, I put on an extra large glove and taped it. (first port was on my hand). This one is trickier. How is a person supposed to wrap their arm with one hand. Well, I did the best I could although it wasn't pretty. I wrapped it with Saran wrap then with duck tape.

Here's where the service announcement comes in.... If you EVER want to dress up as a mummy for Halloween, duck tape is NOT the best choice. While it is waterproof, which would be great on a rainy night walking the streets looking for candy. It is not easy to move in, doesn't lend itself to being flexible. It also is REALLY hard to get out of. I wouldn't even want to think of how you would use the restroom. Let's not even go there!

You are welcome. Have a great day!

Thursday, August 9, 2012

People associations. Where does the mind go?

While my son and I were at camp I got thinking. Do people and places remind you of other people, places, things? They sure do for me. Camp was an interesting place for me this year.

We had guest ministers for the week. They were fabulous! I really liked them, but listening to them preach all I could think is "hmm, so that's what my friends Ben and Sarah would be like if they were ministers.....".

Now, this was probably one of the nicer similarities I saw this week. Our camp is a Methodist campground and so we have a lot of ministers who live and/or spend a lot of time there. For me, all the women look like beautiful women, but the men....... Where do I start?

We have one who looks exactly like an Amish man. He even has the voice of what I would imagine an Amish man would have. There is one who looks just like a gnome. Seriously, my mother gave me a book about gnomes and I'm pretty sure his picture is in there. A very dear friend and minister who has the happiest disposition I've ever known looks like a clown to me.... Hmmm, could this association have anything to do with the year he was director of Campmeeting and his theme was clowns? Maybe so.

These three men I have loved since I was a little girl and for years have seen these similarities. However, there is another, one who I have pondered long and hard about. I knew he reminded me of someone but it never came to the forefront of my mind. I have spent years wracking my brain. Well this year, while sitting in communion it finally hit me.

Have you ever watched the old tv show "Land Of The Lost"? If not, did you see the Will Ferrell movie? He reminds me of a Sleestack. (probably spelled that wrong). Ok, so the man I know isn't green and scaly, and the eyes are a little off, and he doesn't have a boney ridge on the top of his head.... but other than that...he's a dead ringer!

Then of course I felt guilty for thinking of R as a Sleestack, but I can't help it. It's what he looks like. I don't think any less of him. He is a wonderful man and minister, now I just think Sleestack when I see him and smile.

Do you find yourself making strange associations like this? Am I really just that weird?

Sunday, August 5, 2012

The many sides of Emily

I just got back from my camp today. While there I was able to participate in the musical that was performed.

So on Friday evening at 6:55pm (five minutes before the show starts) I was talking to one of the girls sitting in the front row. She asked what part I was playing. My answer was "multiple". This is because only two people had actual roles. Because there were only about 15 of us and the show calls for sixty, we all took several speaking parts and I had several solos because so few adults wanted/can sing.

Well, this precocious girl, whom I have watched grow up from a baby- told me that I already act like I have multiple personalities. At this point I had to fess up. I explained that I am actually ten very thin people. The problem is, even when you get ten very thin people together, they make up one big fat person. This is the real reason I am a big woman.

Now the secret is out. My weight loss journey is really trying to lose at least five of the people that live inside of me.

Sorry, this seemed much funnier when I told it Friday night.......