Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Surgery went well
Mom is doing good, all things considered. She wanted to know if we all had dinner and kept apologizing for being so tired. Oh, and when will she get to see Texas. The doctor said that everything looked good and we should have the pathology results in a few days. Hopefully they will just confirm that it was in the early stages and had not spread. So......a little more waiting and then we should all be able to breathe a sigh of relief.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Those su-u-mmer niiii-iiiights
I've been moping around like Olivia Newton-John in a nightgown humming Grease tunes for three days. One, because it was on TV over the weekend and, well, they're catchy little tunes. And, two, because being at Disneyland on Sunday, all humid and summery-feeling, made me remember a few trips to Disneyland before, on similar balmy summer nights, with some special boy I had decided was worth taking there. (que: John Travolta)
There was the first one in sixth grade. We shared the same birthday and decided that we should go celebrate together. His best friend was "going around" (oh, the 80's) with my sister who, of course, was also sharing a birthday, and we invited another "couple" to join us. If I remember right, my parents also went, but let us go off on our own and check in occasionally so that they could buy us food (only being in 6th grade, we had no money; I wonder if they bought all of our tickets......that would cost you $420 these days, yikes!). Looking back, I wonder if they weren't sneaking around following us all to make sure we were behaving.
What do I remember most about that day? A bird pooped on my friend's head, the boys bought my sister and I matching Minnie Mouse charm necklaces with our names on them (which we wore for months; I think Laura still has hers), and I almost got kissed for the first time while riding The Haunted Mansion. The poor kid asked me if he could, I said "sure," and then he never actually did it. Oh well, I was probably too young anyway. It didn't keep me from floating on cloud 9 the rest of the summer until I went on to Jr. High (he was the same age but in a grade lower) and he promptly dumped me for a younger woman. I believe I remember crying on the couch, listening to some Whitney Houston song. Oh, young love.
Another Disneyland date that I remember was my birthday again. The summer I turned 18, I think. He was a boy I had liked for a few months. It was hot out and I had a cute new outfit. He was sweet and fun. It was another double date with my sister (being twins, you tend to spend birthdays together) and it was the summer that Fantasmic premiered. He waited two hours with me so that we would have good seats to see the show. I was walking around all dreamy-eyed until the night ended with him trying to get a little too friendly out by his car. I don't remember speaking to him much after that.
There was a guy in college that I went with, "just as friends" but by the end of the night it was "boyfriend" (after all, it IS the "happiest place on earth"; that's bound to make you want to fall in love, right?). Times with friends old and new (ah, dogboy, those were the days). The smell of sunscreen and popcorn. The Electrical Parade. And every night ends the same.....your arms around someone special, watching the fireworks, thinking that there couldn't possibly be anything more romantic.
So, I suspect I'll be "hopelessly devoted" for a few more days. Or at least until I can get these darn songs out of my head.
There was the first one in sixth grade. We shared the same birthday and decided that we should go celebrate together. His best friend was "going around" (oh, the 80's) with my sister who, of course, was also sharing a birthday, and we invited another "couple" to join us. If I remember right, my parents also went, but let us go off on our own and check in occasionally so that they could buy us food (only being in 6th grade, we had no money; I wonder if they bought all of our tickets......that would cost you $420 these days, yikes!). Looking back, I wonder if they weren't sneaking around following us all to make sure we were behaving.
What do I remember most about that day? A bird pooped on my friend's head, the boys bought my sister and I matching Minnie Mouse charm necklaces with our names on them (which we wore for months; I think Laura still has hers), and I almost got kissed for the first time while riding The Haunted Mansion. The poor kid asked me if he could, I said "sure," and then he never actually did it. Oh well, I was probably too young anyway. It didn't keep me from floating on cloud 9 the rest of the summer until I went on to Jr. High (he was the same age but in a grade lower) and he promptly dumped me for a younger woman. I believe I remember crying on the couch, listening to some Whitney Houston song. Oh, young love.
Another Disneyland date that I remember was my birthday again. The summer I turned 18, I think. He was a boy I had liked for a few months. It was hot out and I had a cute new outfit. He was sweet and fun. It was another double date with my sister (being twins, you tend to spend birthdays together) and it was the summer that Fantasmic premiered. He waited two hours with me so that we would have good seats to see the show. I was walking around all dreamy-eyed until the night ended with him trying to get a little too friendly out by his car. I don't remember speaking to him much after that.
There was a guy in college that I went with, "just as friends" but by the end of the night it was "boyfriend" (after all, it IS the "happiest place on earth"; that's bound to make you want to fall in love, right?). Times with friends old and new (ah, dogboy, those were the days). The smell of sunscreen and popcorn. The Electrical Parade. And every night ends the same.....your arms around someone special, watching the fireworks, thinking that there couldn't possibly be anything more romantic.
So, I suspect I'll be "hopelessly devoted" for a few more days. Or at least until I can get these darn songs out of my head.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Update on Mom
Mom is having surgery on Wednesday to remove her left kidney. She's in good spirits (relatively speaking) and is making jokes about writing something on her abdomen that says "Open Here." Just a little joke for the surgeons. She'll be in the hospital through the weekend and should be home in time to party it up for 4th of July. Ok, maybe not party, but I'm sure we'll get her out to wave around some sparklers or something. I mean, having a vital organ removed is something to celebrate, right? (ugh) After the surgery we'll know for sure whether or not it has spread anywhere else, and we're all hoping for the best.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Friday, June 16, 2006
..............................
......what do you say when you find out that your mom has cancer? jeez, it feels weird to even type it. but that's what we found out this week. you're never quite prepared for something like that. sitting here trying to type this i'm still not even sure where to go first. there's the shock, then the "how bad is it?", then you assume the worst and hope you're wrong. and all the while you're secretly trying to steel yourself up for what may be one of the hardest things you have to go through in your life. and i'm not even the person who's sick. i can only imagine what she is feeling.
mom's got a tumor in her kidney. the good news is that all tests indicate that it has not spread anywhere else. she'll have surgery to remove the kidney and all should be well. so, we'll just keep praying and i know that as a family we'll get through this together.
mom's got a tumor in her kidney. the good news is that all tests indicate that it has not spread anywhere else. she'll have surgery to remove the kidney and all should be well. so, we'll just keep praying and i know that as a family we'll get through this together.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
We survived
And he was an angel, to boot. Who knew traveling with a toddler could be so much fun. He slept on the plane, was happy in the car and danced at the wedding reception. I think I might just have the best kid EVER. :)
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
On the road again
Tomorrow Texas and I are heading out to Burlington, Iowa (along with the rest of the Clark clan) to attend my cousin's wedding on Saturday. Flying with a 20-month-old should be pretty exciting. Here are my top 5 things to do with a toddler on an airplane:
5. Let him stand on my lap and peer over the seat in front of us. People love it when kids bang on their head with toy trains.
4. Watch his favorite DVD's and turn them up loud enough so that everyone for 5 rows can hear
3. Let him run up and down the aisle, stopping to greet each person and block the beverage cart
2. Changing his dirty diaper in the tiny little bathroom, during turbulance
1. Listening to him scream for the last 30 minutes of the flight as his ears try and adjust to the change in pressure
I figure it's going to be pretty rad.
5. Let him stand on my lap and peer over the seat in front of us. People love it when kids bang on their head with toy trains.
4. Watch his favorite DVD's and turn them up loud enough so that everyone for 5 rows can hear
3. Let him run up and down the aisle, stopping to greet each person and block the beverage cart
2. Changing his dirty diaper in the tiny little bathroom, during turbulance
1. Listening to him scream for the last 30 minutes of the flight as his ears try and adjust to the change in pressure
I figure it's going to be pretty rad.
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