So, two weeks ago, or so, my son crammed his pinky into the wall. It hurt, he said "ouch" in about that tone (this being my super-laid back kid). He showed me, I said, "How bad does it hurt?" He shrugged. I forgot about it.
Until day before yesterday, that is, when he showed me he can no longer straighten it. OH MY GOD! And, worst of all, he cannot play the guitar properly.
A minor thing? Not for Kelly. He is quite good at the guitar, but how long did he wait to tell me of this? About a week. Oy oy oy oy... SON!!!!!!!
He would not let me take a picture, but this is what I found pic-wise--similar to his injury, but his injury is to the first joint of his left hand pinky.

Saw the doctor today, got sent to the hospital for x-rays. Now we wait until tomorrow to see what the next step is. I do not feel cheery about shelling out a $500 deductible this month, at all. I'll have to charge it, which annoys me. Well, I already shelled out 100, so now it is 400.
Anyway, we will likely see Dr. Toledo (Holy Toledo!) either tomorrow or Friday afternoon. Surgery would be next week, I imagine--he has finals this week, and we really can't be missing those. Dr. Toledo did my daughter's foot surgery, and was one of the doctors who helped convince Tiff she was meant to go into medicine. :) He's a fantastic surgeon so Kelly will be in good hands.
Sigh, my son. Not only this, but Mumsy here learned that the boy wonder 'slept through' the bus pickup time...and just kinda did not tell me. My punishment originally was to make him clean out the garage on Saturday, but now I can't do that! ARGH!!!! So instead, he is computerless until finals are over, and no friends are allowed over. Neither of which fazes him, as he is the kind of kid who just shrugs, picks up a book and reads. He's always been annoying like that. ARGH!
We also intended for him to finish his driver's ed next week, but now with a damaged, possibly surgeried-upon finger... We'll have to wait and see. At this rate, I won't be car shopping for him until April.
Nick and I read Death Note 7 together tonight. At least up until THAT spot... (Oh, L!) and now I don't care anymore. It is just WRONG, I tell you, WRONG WRONG WRONG!!! ARGH! This is why I refuse to read Manga! Or whatever! Wrong wrong wrong! I am done with it! *cries*
Just so damn wrong.
What else? I am reading several books at once now, which proves to me I am seriously unfocused. When I have this many books going I am stressy, distracted, worried about something. I can't lose myself in the book sufficiently. All are wonderful books, but my head is in some weird space at the moment.
Five weeks from today, Nick is here. We can't wait to aggravate and annoy each other. I can't wait for him to come and cook and clean for me, and walk my dogs, etc. It is going to be so sweet to have a houseboy for a few weeks! Squee! LOL. And if he does a good job, I'll even let him write on my computer. LOL. Okay I am just teasing--he is not expected to come here and do slave labor for me. I want him to have fun, and enjoy himself, and aggravate me if he wants. I would love to be aggravated by him, really. I can handle it. Smile.
Actually, what I am really afraid of? That it will be sheer heaven, and so beautiful it is going to just slay me for him to go back to Germany. *holds onto his ankles*
Writing. Let's not talk about it. Thanks. See above problem re: focusing. I am aware of this problem, yet am not sure how to go about fixing it. I have my story, I have my research, I have everything but the ability to let Real Life leave my brain, and sit down and immerse myself. I actually miss the days when I had a writing computer that didn't have internet, only music. It was upstairs in the loft--my son's domain now--and I would sit at that old thing and listen to music and plug in. It was gosh, Windows 2000? What was before that? And the music, and that was it. I really thrived with that. Down here, everything is a distraction. Heck even my aquarium is--I'll sit here and watch my angel fish (she is so pretty) swimming around and the minutes accumulate.
I'm also on too many lists. I think it is time to pare that down. Yeah.
And one more thing--cryptic words ahead, but this is my lj so I am spouting here because I can. Seaside. Two certain people on there. It is a good thing that Nick keeps me in line, and I listen to his logic, as I am very angry right now, and disgusted, and frankly creeped out by those two. They really really are so clueless, and so... The immaturity level of those two truly makes my stomach clench. The best consolation is this though--they are coming across as utter fools, and yet are too foolish to see that no one has sympathy for them. It truly is difficult though for me not to send a few choice words to the both of them. But it is not (currently) my battle to fight--though I'd do so gladly. I simply do not get such childishness, so I chant to myself 'rise above, rise above.' For I am better than they are. For now, anyway. Smile. They've got one line left ahead of them--should they cross it, I am afraid the Wrath of Carolyn may be unleashed. But then again, they truly aren't worth it. *shrug*
Ahh okay, let's go to bed and read now, shall we? Tonight's choice... a marvelous English boarding school mystery, An Improbable Cause, in which Edgar Allan Poe as a child plays a role. First person, wonderfully atmospheric, and bad school boys abound.
I still cannot believe what happened to L. *cries*
Carolyn, DONE!
Until day before yesterday, that is, when he showed me he can no longer straighten it. OH MY GOD! And, worst of all, he cannot play the guitar properly.
A minor thing? Not for Kelly. He is quite good at the guitar, but how long did he wait to tell me of this? About a week. Oy oy oy oy... SON!!!!!!!
He would not let me take a picture, but this is what I found pic-wise--similar to his injury, but his injury is to the first joint of his left hand pinky.
Saw the doctor today, got sent to the hospital for x-rays. Now we wait until tomorrow to see what the next step is. I do not feel cheery about shelling out a $500 deductible this month, at all. I'll have to charge it, which annoys me. Well, I already shelled out 100, so now it is 400.
Anyway, we will likely see Dr. Toledo (Holy Toledo!) either tomorrow or Friday afternoon. Surgery would be next week, I imagine--he has finals this week, and we really can't be missing those. Dr. Toledo did my daughter's foot surgery, and was one of the doctors who helped convince Tiff she was meant to go into medicine. :) He's a fantastic surgeon so Kelly will be in good hands.
Sigh, my son. Not only this, but Mumsy here learned that the boy wonder 'slept through' the bus pickup time...and just kinda did not tell me. My punishment originally was to make him clean out the garage on Saturday, but now I can't do that! ARGH!!!! So instead, he is computerless until finals are over, and no friends are allowed over. Neither of which fazes him, as he is the kind of kid who just shrugs, picks up a book and reads. He's always been annoying like that. ARGH!
We also intended for him to finish his driver's ed next week, but now with a damaged, possibly surgeried-upon finger... We'll have to wait and see. At this rate, I won't be car shopping for him until April.
Nick and I read Death Note 7 together tonight. At least up until THAT spot... (Oh, L!) and now I don't care anymore. It is just WRONG, I tell you, WRONG WRONG WRONG!!! ARGH! This is why I refuse to read Manga! Or whatever! Wrong wrong wrong! I am done with it! *cries*
Just so damn wrong.
What else? I am reading several books at once now, which proves to me I am seriously unfocused. When I have this many books going I am stressy, distracted, worried about something. I can't lose myself in the book sufficiently. All are wonderful books, but my head is in some weird space at the moment.
Five weeks from today, Nick is here. We can't wait to aggravate and annoy each other. I can't wait for him to come and cook and clean for me, and walk my dogs, etc. It is going to be so sweet to have a houseboy for a few weeks! Squee! LOL. And if he does a good job, I'll even let him write on my computer. LOL. Okay I am just teasing--he is not expected to come here and do slave labor for me. I want him to have fun, and enjoy himself, and aggravate me if he wants. I would love to be aggravated by him, really. I can handle it. Smile.
Actually, what I am really afraid of? That it will be sheer heaven, and so beautiful it is going to just slay me for him to go back to Germany. *holds onto his ankles*
Writing. Let's not talk about it. Thanks. See above problem re: focusing. I am aware of this problem, yet am not sure how to go about fixing it. I have my story, I have my research, I have everything but the ability to let Real Life leave my brain, and sit down and immerse myself. I actually miss the days when I had a writing computer that didn't have internet, only music. It was upstairs in the loft--my son's domain now--and I would sit at that old thing and listen to music and plug in. It was gosh, Windows 2000? What was before that? And the music, and that was it. I really thrived with that. Down here, everything is a distraction. Heck even my aquarium is--I'll sit here and watch my angel fish (she is so pretty) swimming around and the minutes accumulate.
I'm also on too many lists. I think it is time to pare that down. Yeah.
And one more thing--cryptic words ahead, but this is my lj so I am spouting here because I can. Seaside. Two certain people on there. It is a good thing that Nick keeps me in line, and I listen to his logic, as I am very angry right now, and disgusted, and frankly creeped out by those two. They really really are so clueless, and so... The immaturity level of those two truly makes my stomach clench. The best consolation is this though--they are coming across as utter fools, and yet are too foolish to see that no one has sympathy for them. It truly is difficult though for me not to send a few choice words to the both of them. But it is not (currently) my battle to fight--though I'd do so gladly. I simply do not get such childishness, so I chant to myself 'rise above, rise above.' For I am better than they are. For now, anyway. Smile. They've got one line left ahead of them--should they cross it, I am afraid the Wrath of Carolyn may be unleashed. But then again, they truly aren't worth it. *shrug*
Ahh okay, let's go to bed and read now, shall we? Tonight's choice... a marvelous English boarding school mystery, An Improbable Cause, in which Edgar Allan Poe as a child plays a role. First person, wonderfully atmospheric, and bad school boys abound.
I still cannot believe what happened to L. *cries*
Carolyn, DONE!
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Date: 2008-01-17 05:27 am (UTC)I am so happy that N is coming soon. I wish I could see you two together!
I'm reading the "His Dark Materials" books -- not quite a quarter of the way through "Subtle Knife" at this point. Liking it so far. And reading lots of short stories. I also cannot seem to let real life get out of the way of writing. Bleh.
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Date: 2008-01-17 06:39 pm (UTC)I am not sure that I am going to read those books. I am currently listening to one and readign four others... LOL.
I think I really do need to just delete internet at home. THat would be good... :)
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Date: 2008-01-17 07:19 pm (UTC)Heh. "Delete internet at home ..." That's funny.
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Date: 2008-01-17 08:30 am (UTC)It's lovely that the weeks with Nick are coming near. I can relate to your fear about having to see him leave again. But don't think about it too much, okay? Have as much fun together as you can! *big hug*
Distraction. Staying focused. *sighs* I'm trying to start with the basics these days. Like getting enough sleep and staying healthy. Without a basis, we cannot accomplish a thing. Another aspect is that, at least for me, energy comes in waves. Sometimes they are high and I can do a thousand things. Other times they are low and I need retreat to get back on the ground. It's a natural thing that there are times of rest and times of work. Only we tend to forget it, because we are surrounded by a world that's active 24/7.
&hearts
And you have me all curious about Death Note. *g*
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Date: 2008-01-17 06:42 pm (UTC)Will try--Nick and I always have tried to be a Today is the Most Important Day kind of people, and not look too far ahead. A dangerous thing anyway--it has taken me a long time not to dwell on the fact that I'm twice N's age. Argh. (But, healthier at 45 than I was in my 30's, without doubt! and happier :)
Death Note. Ahh! I only read it cuz Nick begged/demanded/insisted/wanted me to. LOL.
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Date: 2008-01-18 12:58 pm (UTC)Evil White Stuff - that would be everything with white sugar and while flour in it? No more chocolate? *weeps* Please, tell me that's not true! How do you do it? Because the result sounds amazing, and I'd like to try it, too.
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Date: 2008-01-18 06:31 pm (UTC)And yes, processed stuff is the evil. LOL. rice, pasta...
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Date: 2008-01-18 09:34 pm (UTC)So you like Milka best? I try more and more to switch to very dark chocolate: you don't need so much to get that chocolaty feeling.
And let's not talk about Swiss or Belgian chocolate... They always look on German chocolate with contempt. :-) I guess whole Europe is one big chocolate addiction. Lol.
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Date: 2008-01-18 09:48 pm (UTC)Not sure of the WHEN but I definitely will be back there. I am somewhat addicted to your country. And not just because of N either. I've always been gushy over Germany, ever since I can remember. That fascination is what made me pay attention to Nicholas at first when he bounced on the scene... And now look at us. *beams*
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Date: 2008-01-18 10:07 pm (UTC)You and N are a wonderful example for international love and hugs! &hearts
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Date: 2008-01-18 10:17 pm (UTC)I would gush more but Nick would groan. Then again, that is lots of fun, making Nick groan. Tee hee. It is a bit nuts that I found someone who understand me so well, so far away--but, it happens. Fortunately, we're able to see each other every six months or so.
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Date: 2008-01-18 10:49 pm (UTC)I think men in general get easily embarrassed when someone gushes over them in public and they kind of have to witness. Hehe. TBH, I guess I would groan myself.
It really fascinates me that you fell in love with each other on the internet. It must have been a big step to finally meet then, no? And six months seem like a long time to wait, even to me who sees a lot of advantages in a long-distance-relationship.
I managed three months apart on a regular basis with my last BF, but four were a bit too hard on me. Especially since we only saw each other for about three or four days after such a long time. And his mum didn't approve of me being nine years his senior. Phew!
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Date: 2008-01-18 11:04 pm (UTC)It was amazing to finally meet, yes. I'll never forget that tall, lean(!!!VERY) figure leaning against that pole outside of baggage claim in Hamburg, looking all shy, and me all burning up and freaked that I nearly had missed my connection and my phone wasn't working. My daughter had to fix that for me--I kinda didn't know I had to flip the international switch. LOL.
I've given up arguing with Nick over the age thing. I insist I am too old for him, and yet, since knowing him? I've grown younger. It is magical.
I am off! To eat dinner with the MIL (with whom I remain friends).
She's buying!
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Date: 2008-01-20 08:53 pm (UTC)You are not too old! Just let love do that magic trick, and age is nothing. I also felt younger when being together with my last BF. Okay, I have to admit that sometimes, I also felt older, because there were big differences in our experience to live independently. But apart from that, it was wonderful to feel so carefree at times.
Your MIL sounds like a great person. I hope you had fun at the dinner.
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Date: 2008-01-17 11:24 am (UTC)Thanks.
Glad to hear your happiness awaiting Nick's arrival...not just a happiness I can see, but feel through your entry. Everyone deserves happiness :D
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Date: 2008-01-17 06:42 pm (UTC)We're still waiting on the pinky news. I would reallly like to hear soon.
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Date: 2008-01-17 02:05 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-01-17 06:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-01-17 03:20 pm (UTC)And Death Note, I know. There was much wailing and teeth gnashing. (Alright, there was no wailing, but you get the idea.) But that's the point where it all starts to get crazy. And now you get to meet two of my favorite characters from it. Don't give up!
Wait. Where do I get a German house boy? Is he bringing friends? Can he bring friends? Does he know anyone who looks like Noel Fielding? :p
I have everything but the ability to let Real Life leave my brain
Uh, me too. We're a right pair, huh? Chapter one is due to my taskmaster tonight, and I don't know if I'm going to get it. Rargh!
Re Seaside: Rab stopped replying to Gren fullstop I think. Heh.
Is An Improbable Cause the name of the book? It sounds interesting.
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Date: 2008-01-17 06:44 pm (UTC)Death Note--but but but how can it be any good NOW? I will keep reading, I guess, at least through 8 as I bought it already. As for the German house boy, well, seems I don't have one either.
Rab is an idiot. LOL. GO GREN!
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Date: 2008-01-17 05:03 pm (UTC)LOL. I like your son. I hope he gets better, and learns to get up in the morning. :-)
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Date: 2008-01-17 06:56 pm (UTC)Yeah, Mr. Easy. He just is so hard to fluster, really. I am dying here on the finger--lol--I want to hear!
He asked me not to tell his grandmother though. He just wants me there. :)