I Am Alive…I Think

Hey, you! Have you been looking for me?

At least pretend you were. Jeez, give my ego a boost.

So what has happened in the last almost 2 months?


Lots of funny shit with the kids, that’s for sure. I mean, they are a HOOT.

Punksin passed her swimming level and is now in Minnow 2, which means…well, shit, I don’t know. I mean, they have these names like if we have any idea. Does a minnow necessarily swim better than a guppy? Who the fuck knows? Anyhow, it’s something having to do with like the 4th or 5th level of swimming and basically she knows how to swim – she has for over a year – so now she’s working on stroke perfection.

Lots of illness. Pudding got a bad head cold. Gross shit coming out of his eyes, for God’s sake. Then I got sick. Then Punksin got sick. Then Pudding got sick again. Then I got sick again. Then Punksin. Then, lo and behold, the Tech Guru got sick. He NEVER gets sick, so you understand that the whole situation was defcon 4 up in here. He’s still sick. Every time I give him medication that makes him woozy, he looks frightened and I laugh and laugh. He hates that woozy feeling. I don’t know what’s wrong with him. I LIVE for that feeling.

We also had a SNOWSTORM IN OCTOBER. We lost power for what was apparently only 36 hours but felt like 3 DAYS. No internet. No TV. No making tea in my teakettle, I had to BOIL WATER ON THE STOVE – gasp! No making popcorn in the microwave. No washing clothes! And worst of all, NO HEAT. I tried to make the best of it for the kids’ sake and Pudding was a trooper but Punksin was MISERABLE. I thought she would love camping out in front of the fireplace but she was cold and unhappy, and even although I piled 4 blankets on top of her, including 2 comforters, she was not having it. Thank God that night was when the power came back on so she woke up to a warm house and light.

What else has been happening? Pudding goes to school one day a week but we told him it’s camp so that he would go willingly, and we still call it camp. He came home confused the first week because they had done “work” but he’s been a trooper and he still likes it, thank God.

I’m doing NaNoWriMo again this year, which I think is insanity but I’m determined to do it EVERY YEAR until I get the damn thing done. So here we go, people!

What else? I got nothing. Well, that’s not exactly true, but frankly, who wants a recap of 2 MONTHS? So, I’ll just try to be better about posting going forward.

Oh, I should post about my depression. It hasn’t been so bad, all things considered. I have good days and bad days, but hey, who can’t say that? Meditation and prayer help infinitely. And I really want to up my yoga because I love it.

I’m going to end with what I end a lot of my prayer with: Thank God for my children. They are joy itself. Enjoy the rare shot.



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2 Responses to “I Am Alive…I Think”

  1. I love that you call it camp. That is sheer genius parenting. Sorry you had sickness and are now dealing with the bitch that is depression. Hope you hold her at bay and then kick her in the ass.

    • Leila says:

      Well you know what sucks? Missing all my damn meds made the depression WORSE. It was kind of scary to see how far down I regressed when I didn’t take my Lexapro for 3 days. I guess I am officially a drug addict. Whoo hoo!!!