October 7, 2005
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Fun, fun, and more fun. I don’t know what’s going on but something’s shifted. I’m more engaged with life, with people. First Anthony came to town and on his way to the beach he stopped to spend the morning. Then — And this part wasn’t fun — I spent the day with my oldest who spilled hot tea in her lap while she was driving. Had to pull over to the side of the road and rip her skirt off. With it came the skin. Yeah. Emergency room for five hours. Whew, that was gut AND heart-wrenching. That kind of pain, especially when it’s your child’s, is just awful to witness. But with 30 Percuset she’s making it through.
Back to the fun. Then Anthony came back and spent the night. It was the first time he’s done that because he’s always had this girlfriend living in Salem. So he’d stay with her. We had the best time. I took him to the wine bar, the only place I thought he might be comfortable. He can’t deal with cigarette smoke and they don’t allow smoking. The guys I’ve dated or hung out with lately have all had allergies. Then I took him for a late-night walk in the neighborhood. We’d eaten at the Peruvian place and the food was a little on the heavy side. Good though. After the walk he watched sports and I got on Xanga. So comfortable.
Thursday I went to my oncology appointment. And she got my vein first try. Woot, as they say. But the big excitement is that my blood work was great. The reason I’m pretty excited is that IT’S BEEN FIVE FUCKING YEARS. Yeah, count ‘em; 5!!!! So it’s been eight on the right and five on the left. My odds just went WAY UP.
Then I went to weight watchers and I’d lost two pounds. Marla and I and maybe two others we hang with there are talking about planning a Christmastime dinner out where we all wear something special. I’m going to wear this suit I bought for the divorce, in case we went to court. It doesn’t look much like a suit you’d wear to court but it was so beautiful and marked down 50%. Gorgeous, eggplant, brocade jacket and gabardine slacks — The pants came long, unhemmed and I’ve been afraid to choose a length. But now I’m ready.
Today, I decided to move all the winter stuff back into my bedroom closet and take all the summer stuff out, over to the little bedroom closet. But this year I put all my good clothes, the stuff I’d wear to shows, in there, too. I went to my acupuncturist this week and he said something to me about choices and choosing what kind of person we want to be. I decided I was ready to be the elegant kind, again. I’m dressed up now, waiting for my middle daughter. We’re going out to dinner.
This morning she and I took Bridget for a walk down by the river and I could tell my daughter loved it there. She balks at the drive over but I’m halfway between the oldest-one’s apartment, where the middle one is staying, and the oldest-one’s boyfriend where my oldest has been living, unbeknownst to my ex. Well, I think he knows. She keeps asking him for permission and he always says he’ll cut her off if they get a place together. Thank God he’s looking the other way and kept her apartment, so the middle one has a place to sleep. She doesn’t want to live here or with her dad and I don’t think she would have moved back here without her sister’s apartment being available. My kids are probably going to be fucked up for life with all the choices they’ve had.
Comments (16)
…engaged in life…
thats how it should be:)
The closet thing sounds just like my mom, she has way too many clothes and shoes and purses and even grubby clothes, she looks good in…
I doubt they’ll be fucked up, more like, they’ll have more to learn, more to live through, so in the end, it will make them better people, better able to handle all the crap that comes their way in the course of normal life.
OW on your daughter- wow- that was HOT. {{{+++++}}} for swift healing.
I doubt they’ll be fucked up either. Choices are good. I love these writings- it reminds me of a novel I read last winter- Bread Alone. (I think that was the name)
It sounds beautiful! – your shift, I mean. Thanks for your concern and no worries. The romantica isn’t something I’ll likely do, although my mom is considering it. I guess this company only accepts 4-5% of the writing submissions they receive, and my friend who works there says it’s a lot of fun. I’m not terribly worried about her, because I know she has no problem quitting if she needs to. I had a great weekend, too, and now I want another!
Ok here’s a name I am not familiar with Anthony? Son? So how many and what sexes so I can keep up??? Marilyn
I think I am losing it, I don’t know how I missed this post. D’oh!
I am going to use the W word, it is wonderful news and deserves a big Woot!!!
Good deal, with the blood work. My sister had a PET scan in Sept. and was told her Lymphoma is in remission, boy did she sound so happy when I called her.Her hair is already back , it came in darker and curly and her hair has always been straight. I”m so happy for you and her!
I’m sorry about your daughters accident. It is indeed painful to see your child suffer,makes you wish you could take it away and keep it yourself.
Congratulations n the wieght loss. the suit sounds gorgeous. I am going to tell you being thin isn’t the greatest thing either, there should be a happy medium.
Oh, well .
Your kids are going to be fine I bet you. Just like you.
Take care , Prue. Peace and Love:)
When I say, type your name I think of the song ‘ Dear Prudence’, one of my favorites by The Beatles.’… Dear Prudence won’t you come out and play..’?
Hi, Prudy, Welcome back after one week. I found that when I became single, no need to move seasonal clothes. I just keep two closets. No one’s looking! Saves time. Hugs…Lana
I hit 6 years this year (melanoma), and there isn’t anything better than clean blood work and exams that find nothing new.
Your kids will be great; they have you. Plus, life is never easy, is it? Just a great ride.
Thank you for the compliment. I like you too. I think if we lived close we would definately hang out….and rule the world!
Hope your daughter makes a swift recovery.
Hi, Prudy…my first poem. Thanks for the comment. This is new and I’m really having a good time. Lana
i made it to the part about the cigarette smoke & couldn’t read no further…FIENDING like crazy although today is DAY 6 and the nicotine is completely out of my system
Took a *Commit* which probablw works cos’ it’s so nasty tasting
Well…it just kicked in somewhat, and read the rest of the post
Looks like i’m inspiring a whole new generation to let it rip
Pru, by sad you mean that we weren’t seeing the regular amount of deer right? It is because the humans are making all the noise by tearing up the ground with rippers,scrapers,seeders and now they are putting the pipe in so they can irrigate it all winter since it is garlic which grows slowly over the winter months. The deer will return from another part of the ranch soon as they stop their racket! Over the years this place is just the easiest for me to get a deer,,lots of places since Dave has 2500 acres. Marilyn ….hey still who is Anthony?
Congrats on the five year mark! Ouch regarding the hot tea mishap. And oh, the joys of seasonal closet switching. This is a difficult time for my closets, since we can still have days warm enough for shorter sleeves but evenings requiring snuggly, warm sweaters; so both types of clothing need to stay where I can easily get to them. I need to do a major closet purge, though.
RYC: Trip was just east of Redmond, although I detoured down to Bend on my way home. A friend has referred me to a local naturopath, so I’m hoping to find some answers and relief there.
Sounds like you have a joyously active social life – a wine bar…how divine! :>)
Wow, congrats on the five and eight year mark. God is GOOD!!
I have a dream to have a home with enough closet space that I don’t have to change closets with the seasons….
We are all a little fucked up… IF your kids don’t go on Jerry Springer then they’re not too fucked up
Hi Prudey!
How are thing going for you today?
Are you still writing on he Belly Dancing story?
Hope all is well and your daughters burn healed.
Peace and Love:)
congrats on 5 years!
I forgot to say, CONGRATS on your 5 years.
I tagged you. I never participate in these because I never get tagged but since I did- heck, I’ll do it and tag others who I think wouldn’t participate unless somebody tagged them.— that was a mouth full…?! ANyhow, name 5 weird things about yourself if you want to.