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melliciousHow did Katrina sneak up on us so much? Was I just not paying attention last week? I usually am very aware of potential hurricanes even when they're way out in the ocean - you get that way after living on the coast a while - but somehow I missed this one until it was nearly to Miami.
(Family stuff, and some whining, under the cut.)
This has not been a great day. My back (the problem is actually right where my spine meets my hips, and I'm not 100% sure which one of them is the problem) is behaving badly today, after mostly being alright all weekend. I'm out of medicine, although my doctor did put refills on both of my medicines this time, so I could get more tomorrow if I decided I wanted to. So far it's just sporadic spasms, though, and it's let up since this afternoon, so I'm ok. I keep hoping this is all just going to go away but I'm pretty sure by now that that's a vain hope, and this is chronic. The A-word - arthritis, that is - has been mentioned. I hope it's not applicable but I suspect that maybe it is. Ugh.
I took my mother up to Bryan this weekend for my great-uncle George's 92nd birthday party, and we spent the night and came back yesterday morning. (Katrina hadn't turned north yet on Saturday when I left, so I was a little worried that I wouldn't be able to get home. If it hadn't veered north it would've been headed pretty much right for us.) That much family togetherness stresses me out sometimes, but it wasn't bad at all this time. My cousin Stephanie didn't fight with her husband at all, and my cousin Andy never even mentioned Rush Limbaugh once. George told a few really terrible jokes, but since that's his specialty, I would've been worried about him if he hadn't told any at all.
George said something interesting I didn't know. My mother mentioned something about General Westmoreland - I knew that George went to West Point, of course, but it didn't occur to me that he would know him. He said, "Oh, he introduced us." General Westmoreland was one class ahead of George (he was class of '36 and George was '37, I think) and they lived across the hall from each other. I didn't get the story about how he introduced them really straight but I think it involved hooking them up at a dance somehow.
(My aunt Rae, George's wife, looked really awful. She's a couple of years younger than him but he's in considerably better health, I think. She looks like she's wasting away.)
Rob and I went to see The Brothers Grimm yesterday after I got home. We read all the bad reviews before we decided to go, but enough of them made it sound interesting that we went anyway. Armed with very low expectations, we actually enjoyed it quite a lot. That always helps.
(Family stuff, and some whining, under the cut.)
This has not been a great day. My back (the problem is actually right where my spine meets my hips, and I'm not 100% sure which one of them is the problem) is behaving badly today, after mostly being alright all weekend. I'm out of medicine, although my doctor did put refills on both of my medicines this time, so I could get more tomorrow if I decided I wanted to. So far it's just sporadic spasms, though, and it's let up since this afternoon, so I'm ok. I keep hoping this is all just going to go away but I'm pretty sure by now that that's a vain hope, and this is chronic. The A-word - arthritis, that is - has been mentioned. I hope it's not applicable but I suspect that maybe it is. Ugh.
I took my mother up to Bryan this weekend for my great-uncle George's 92nd birthday party, and we spent the night and came back yesterday morning. (Katrina hadn't turned north yet on Saturday when I left, so I was a little worried that I wouldn't be able to get home. If it hadn't veered north it would've been headed pretty much right for us.) That much family togetherness stresses me out sometimes, but it wasn't bad at all this time. My cousin Stephanie didn't fight with her husband at all, and my cousin Andy never even mentioned Rush Limbaugh once. George told a few really terrible jokes, but since that's his specialty, I would've been worried about him if he hadn't told any at all.
George said something interesting I didn't know. My mother mentioned something about General Westmoreland - I knew that George went to West Point, of course, but it didn't occur to me that he would know him. He said, "Oh, he introduced us." General Westmoreland was one class ahead of George (he was class of '36 and George was '37, I think) and they lived across the hall from each other. I didn't get the story about how he introduced them really straight but I think it involved hooking them up at a dance somehow.
(My aunt Rae, George's wife, looked really awful. She's a couple of years younger than him but he's in considerably better health, I think. She looks like she's wasting away.)
Rob and I went to see The Brothers Grimm yesterday after I got home. We read all the bad reviews before we decided to go, but enough of them made it sound interesting that we went anyway. Armed with very low expectations, we actually enjoyed it quite a lot. That always helps.
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