I’m back, but not my annoyingly perky self quite yet. So, on that note, I will inform you that it is Friday. This is a Friday. Today. Friday. June 12, 2009. A Friday. Thank you.
I’m not depressed. I’m dealing with my Mom’s death. My brother says he is punishing himself by dealing with it. I think it’s a good point. I have tried that whole denial thing in grieving and don’t suggest it. So, this time I’m working on accepting my Mom’s death and moving on. My approach is to cry privately and make jokes publicly. Honestly, it’s hard to be truly devastated when my Mom was 83 and I’m 58. It’s not like she abandoned us or anything. I miss her. I will always miss her. But, she made the call to go and I respect the heck out of that decision and admire her no end for making it happen. Not all are that lucky. I plan on dying at a party with a drink in my hand, otherwise I’m not going. So there!
I haven’t knit much since Monday. I went to dinner with my BB and BSIL on Wednesday and dinner with my Mom’s cousin Thursday and otherwise have been occupied with stuff. The big pup, Grover, is finally adjusting a bit. He went to the cageless kennel on Wednesday to play with the other big “kidz” for the day. It was hot and he spent quite a bit of time in the wading pool. Oh, joy. We drove home with all the windows wide open to avoid a permanent wet dog smell in the car. He had a blast and was too tired to walk much this morning. We just moseyed, smelled stuff and marked territory. He smelled and marked territory. I just moseyed. That’s a frightening and hilarious mental picture, isn’t it?
I leave you on this Friday with my soundtrack. I like Stevie Nicks. Really, I do. But, this song has been on my mind all week and I am sick of it. So, I’m doing what any good friend would do. I’m giving it to you. What’s an earworm between friends?
Have a great weekend!