Friday, August 15, 2008

Adding Injury To Insult

I was cleaning the kitchen earlier when I grabbed the sprayer to rinse out the sink. A shocking blast of me spraying myself full force in the face caused me, of course, to automatically jerk my head away. OUCH.

Aside from that, I had a good day today, woke up feeling pretty good, even though I'm still not sleeping with anything at all resembling normalcy. I decided to break free of the chains of NO DRIVING. I was so fed up with having to call 2 or 3 people to see who could run me to the store for toilet paper that I decided to take the girl child out for school supplies...and toilet paper. We were completely out of toilet paper and PADS (nod to Mr. EM). So, technically, I HAD to drive. It's day 10 anyway. It's all good.

The shopping wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Although, they had everything but Rubber Cement at Target. Dirty bastards. I guess that turned out to be a good thing because when we went to the next store, the girl found the coveted purple-with-big-polka-dots-backpack that both she and her best pal P have been dying to get (and it was only $10). Score! Then we came home and I video taped her rollerskating in the driveway with these kick ass old-school roller skates she bought at a garage sale for a dollar. Score! Score!

Now, for something totally unrelated...I was a little worried that singing was going to be different or changed somehow by the surgery. I know talking is pretty much the same, aside from all the extra drool, and the ever-so-slight slur (which, face it, is probably from the drugs). What is harder to swallow is that when I swallow, if my head isn't facing forward, I feel and hear something thumping in there. All I can think is that I'm hitting the titanium plate with something. It was freakin' meow. But, I tried singing a little the past few days, and I still sound pretty much the same. Mostly, I just sound tired.

I was tickled to find that 'Ask' by The Smiths had been added to SingSnap, so I gave it a whirl. Aaaah, the memories! My high school boyfriend put that song on a tape for me, and I'm pretty sure he sang it in his band, Phydeaux. I probably listened to it a few hundred times by the next time I saw him. That song has been etched into my head ever since. He was sooooooo delicious. Being 17 is sooooooo delicious. I had to laugh as I was listening to my recording...I realized that I was sitting just a few feet away from where I was the first time I ever heard that song. You've come a long way, baby!

I was also pleased to find 'Feed The Birds' from Mary Poppins. I tried it today, but I kept getting choked up at the end. I'll have to try again when I'm back to 100%. I used to sing that to the girl when she was itty bitty. She would try to sing along, but she couldn't even talk yet, so she'd just sort of hum and coo...and now she's going to JUNIOR HIGH. Dirty bastards.

3 comments:

Jill said...

Mmmmmmmmmm high school boyfriend. And I'm sure listening to that song wasn't the only thing you were doing with him in that spot, either. Horny bastards!!

p.s. You didn't sound tired or slurry when I saw you on Wednesday.

Earth Muffin said...

Yeah, high school boyfriend was delicious until he turned into a weirdo Jesus freak. He's come a long way himself...or shall I say he's GONE a long way?!

I used to sing "Feed the Birds" to the M.'s also! That's such a pretty song.

Glad you're feeling better. I'll come up to visit sometime soon.

Earth Muffin said...

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