Stuff

Still no news on the biopsy. I used to consider this good news but the last time (when I got the diagnosis of recurrent endometrial CA) I had convinced myself that no news was good news and I got slapped upside the head. My parents are visiting for the long weekend. We are having a generally good visit. I can't help myself from getting into politics with my mother and it's just pointless. The woman also cannot bring herself to call my wedding a wedding. She has to think about it and then she usually spits out "party", "event", or in a generally good improvement on Friday she managed "commitment ceremony." She also now admits that being heterosexual and able to have children doesn't make you a good parent and that many gay people are good parents. However, she couldn't manage to agree with me that The Wife and I would have made good parents, which leads me to believe that she doesn't think we would have. It's hard to hear (even upspoken) that your own mother doesn't think you would be a good parent. Anyway its a moot point as The Wife and I will never have kids and the dog seems perfectly happy.

Flapping in the breeze

 

Yesterday, I sat for an hour awaiting the arrival of my doctor.  I was not wearing pants.  All of the necessary instruments etc for my endometrial biopsy were carefully laid out on the counter next to me.  Needless to say it was an excruciating wait, almost worse than the biopsy itself.  I hate those fuckers and I’ve had one about every 4 months for 5 years.  With luck, this one was the last.

OH HAPPY DAY

My office is finally getting decent coffee. We are getting Green Mountain K-cups and a brewer.  I no longer have to buy my own coffee (The Wife gave me a six-month supply of Kona coffee pods for Christmas and I just got my last one on Friday.)

 

MMMMMM, caffeine.

 

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Foreign Language Requirement?

The Wife just shared this little tidbit over IM:

OMG the funniest thing just happened.  A school bus stopped at the light & some goofy kid started "barking" really loud (don't know if he saw the dog).  But Poochie went running up & barked back.  They held a little "barking" conversation until he was too far for her to hear him. 

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This made me smile

Today I looked out the window and saw my neighbor teaching his daughter (she's probably 14) to mow the lawn using their riding lawn mower. He was walking along side her giving her tips as she mowed the lawn. I thought it was really great that he was taking the time to teach her to do it safely. It reminded me of the way my dad used to teach us to do new stuff.

Closets, closets, closets

This weekend we had a ClosetMaid dealer in to outfit 6 of our closets. The man was a master - it took him 6 hours start to finish and that included demo-ing what was already there (not that it was a lot.) But then we had to put everything back. Ugh. However, we did take the time to purge along with all this organization so we got rid of a lot of clothes that we don't wear (or hate as the case may be) and found parts to things we no longer own. It feels good to have tidy closets but it felt like we were moving in all over again. I hate moving.

I almost forgot the best part. Because I am a "Clean House" addict, the wife bought me the Linda Koopersmith organizing book The Beverly Hills Organizer Home Organizing Bible and a Dymo Label maker. I am in geek heaven.

Music stuck in my head

 

I have the music from “Rent” stuck in my head.  My co-workers will think I’ve completely lost it when I start dancing to “La Vie Boheme.”

 

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