Day Eight

Today was an incredible slow and ordinary day. I'm glad, because I've totally needed one of those.

Of course, this is because we are going to the midnight showing of The Hobbit for Francis' birthday. I've been attempting to sleep all day so I could be up all night. And, enough of this week is past that my mind finally let me. Simon actually came home from school and walked through the living room and I didn't even hear him.

Speaking of Simon, he had a music concert this morning at school. He is finally coming into his own and wanted me to come, and wanted me to record the concert. I recorded a Justin Beiber song and an Adele song. There was some drama when he traded keyboards with his best friend and he was afraid I couldn't see him anymore. His best friend is half his height, almost literally, and since his mom came also, we were all quite proud of Simon for switching so that we could see at least the top of his head. Simon was pissed because of some horse trading that fell through in all that but came around eventually.

I've managed to stop being all twitchy about Clackamas. I did take another beta blocker for the movie tonight, but we will see if going to the mall and a big movie opening makes me jumpy. I also put a bunch of my church friends back into my facebook feed. You know, the 6 or so I didn't unfriend last week. And I am still not even thinking about going to church this holiday season, so that seems ok. I did see a Blue Christmas service advert in my fb feed, but I think I won't be going to one of those either. And I saw that two classmates are being ordained really soon, and I know the medication is carrying me on that one, because I just scrolled past and let it go. They aren't happening in town, and I unfriended both of them last week, so hopefully I won't hear too much more about it.

I would say today was a successful day of avoidance, a la that hilarious roku advert that I have heard on the radion. I slept through a lot of hulu today. And tomorrow, we celebrate 15 years of parenthood with no arrests. Turns out, that has been a little harder than I thought it would be 15 years ago. JK, Francis.