Last weekend was John’s Fall Break from middle school, and today is the beginning of Aaron’s Fall Break from college. John spent his staying up late every night either playing video games online with his friends or sleeping over at a friend’s house watching movies. His new glasses came in and he just loves them. No, he doesn’t need glasses, and I wouldn’t have bought them for him except that I ran across a deal for free eyeglasses (just pay shipping) so we gave it a shot. He loves them. Go figure. I’ve worn glasses since I was seven and would love to not have to bother with them and this kid wants glasses. I’ve has LASIK twice and still need glasses. But I remember wanting braces when all my friends had them even though I didn’t need them, and John’s mouth has probably cost us over $6,000 already, so I guess it’s six of one, half dozen of the other.
I still am not legally allowed to post Aaron’s full marching show on You Tube, but here’s FUBAR, the super-cool thing the drum line does after every performance. When I saw this the first time during Aaron’s senior year in high school I knew we’d be visiting Morehead soon.
This is Aaron and Catherine’s first trip home since the semester started, so I’m really looking forward to it. And since his birthday is next week I hope we can have a birthday dinner, maybe Hot Browns and a Pumpkin Pie blizzard cake from Dairy Queen Michael keeps reminding me that Aaron’s an adult and will be married soon, so I should back off and stop trying to monopolize his time. I don’t think having Aaron and Catherine here for a celebratory dinner is unreasonable, but y’all please tel me if you think I’m crossing the line. I don’t want to be that mom or that mother-in-law.
We’ve had football games or band competitions every Saturday for several weeks, and as much as I love them I’m glad there’s a break coming up. Traveling and sitting on bleachers, even with a great bleacher chair and excellent medications for the ride home have taken their toll. Last Saturday I got home, went to bed, and pretty much stayed in bed until Monday morning. It’s frustrating and depressing, but that’s just how it is right now.
My neurosurgeon is referring me to a pain management doctor. I’m trying to be positive about this, but this will be my third pain management doc. I left the first one’s office in tears and the second, although he did every procedure imaginable, pretty much told me is was “all in my head”. This was during the period of time that my vertebrae had not fused and were out of alignment and rubbing against each other constantly. Anyway, I’m waiting on that call and trying to keep a positive attitude.
I’m freezing. I love Fall and Spring, but somehow each year they seem to get shorter and shorter, until there’s only one magical day of each in a year. It seems like we went straight from roasting hot to freezing cold. Or maybe I’m just a whiner – that’s certainly a valid explanation.
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