May 24th, 2008
A monument to human ingenuity and willingness to go to a lot more trouble than I ever would to build something neat
It’s after one in the morning, when only the children of our nation’s crappiest parents are still awake. It’s awful, I should be strict about bedtimes but it’s hard when your kids are most charming and most sweet and mellow after 10pm. Plus! My mom’s in town, and she is a late-night stayer upper. So she’s on the couch with Nicolaus, they’re online watching Netflix documentaries. She picked The History of The Brooklyn Bridge and figured it would bore him to sleep because it’s not like he’s obsessed with history, building, fires, bridges, and New York. Or anything.
It bored ME though, so I’m going to bed pretty soon. They can stay up all night and learn about architectural wonders of the world.
She’s in town for no reason, which is the best possible kind of trip. We’ve been doing all of the things that we do in a normal week, and she comes with us and I make fun of her and she buys me dinner and we laugh and stay up half the night. Errands and junk are so much easier and more fun with her along, so the week has gone really fast.
Today I went to the doctor mainly to get a refill on my Zoloft prescription, but also to ask about the ten different things I’ve been meaning to go to the doctor about. As I was going through my list of questions for the doctor I started to get embarrassed that maybe he’d think I was a totally crazy hypochondriac, especially since I was there for Zoloft. “I swear I’m not crazy and these are legitimate non-crazy questions. Oh and also — more crazy pills, please!”
Ah well.
There was more — always, right? — and it was good stuff too. Plus pictures and a video of Graham talking about Barack Obama. But Obama will have to wait for his nonsequitor-laced public endorsement from very young America. Because there’s this Brooklyn bridge thing on… I mean, those guys worked their ever-loving asses off. Man. I am going to bed.
May 24th, 2008 at 7:45 am
How nice for you that your mom’s there. Sounds like it’s been a good week for everyone. Did she tell you to wear lipstick or anything?
I need to see the Graham video. Please tell me you’re planning to share it.
And tell your mom that I thought George Harrison was pretty cool, too. ;-)
May 24th, 2008 at 3:58 pm
Ah genetics. Now we know were Nicolaus got his love of all things intricate Grandma!
May 25th, 2008 at 9:28 pm
I provide anaesthesia for ECT (read ‘electric shock therapy’) at the local Psychiatric hospital from time to time, and I swear, the minute you make some sort of off-centre joke or pun, the Psychiatrists pop their heads on one side and look at you critically; “Why do you say that, Jen?” NO sense of humour. None.
BTW there are so many doctors on Zoloft (myself included) your doctor wouldn’t have noticed. Srsly.