File This Under: Things are Different Now.

The little boy across the street actually brought salt and pepper out for his mud pie once. Boy was his mom pissed!!

Snapshots

There is a snapshot in time of my going outside to play with other kids for the first time since being told about my parents impending divorce. Kim from down the street had come over and we were walking on the curb in front of my house, balancing so as to not step off into the water in the gutter. I can see my sun-browned feet and feel the quiet between us, yet hear the roaring in my ears. No one told me not to say anything, but speaking it aloud was somehow scary, shameful, and would make it real. So I was silent, and felt alone even with a friend by my side.

I don't recall ever speaking about it with my friends, it just was. My life changed in an instant, the whole world looked different to me, everyone knew - but I never spoke of it.

Life went on, scar tissue formed, and I turned inward. It wasn't like today where people are hyper-aware of how hard divorce is on kids, and it's certainly not unusual anymore. But back then, in 1970, I was 11 years old and the only kid out of my group of friends whose parents were divorced. For some reason this one snapshot in time is stamped in my mind, representative of a broken, sensitive, child who didn't know there was anywhere to turn.

It was all so unspoken back then. Or was that just my family? I honestly have no idea.

Today, Was a Good Day.

Merry Christmas all you Perry people!

~ * ~

~ * ~

Merry Christmas. 

Dear, Dear, Emmett 💗

So yeah, IV iron infusions. No weird blood disease or anything serious like that, my body just decided to stop absorbing iron. Not serious but does need to be treated. 

Came home with a headache which I am starting to think is related to my aversion to drinking water. Tea in the morning, 2 big 14oz mugs, which is a total diuretic. Then maybe diet Pepsi .. but not enough to hydrate my body. I've never developed those good habits.

Waking up with a headache most days is most likely equal parts anemia, and dehydration due to my desire to only consume things that taste good. Water does not taste good. Doesn't taste bad either, it doesn't .. taste .. at all. But .. I am trying to do better.

Like I said, came home with a headache so laid down for a little while, and Emmett decided he would help make it all better. He's such a love but oh, so, awkward.

And if you think it's cute that he's making biscuits on my head - he's using his nails. Just sayin'.

~ * ~

~ * ~

He is cute though. 💗

From Day to Day

Some days I feel young, not quite like high school young, but maybe kids being 2 and 4 years old young.

Other days I feel every minute of my 62 years. When talking about my health - that's an old day.

Going to a new doc tomorrow to find out if what my crabby old man internist wants me to have, an iron infusion treatment, is necessary. We will see. 

Blah blah, blah blah blah. I'm old and aging sucks. Tomorrow evening - hopefully my mood will shift back to young again but for now - not so much.

That is the mood today. Just sayin'. 

Trying Hard Not to be a Fan Page But ..

When this pops up on your wrist unexpectedly and unbidden, you have to post it somewhere, right? Steve is getting ready for the release of his Christmas album and has signed more CDs because the others sold out. It is amazing what a fan base he still has after years and years of being out of the spotlight. 

People have speculated on why that is so but my opinion is it's about the emotion he puts into his music. There are lyrics, but then there are lyrics sung by Steve Perry. His vocal ability is unmatched, and for many years Steve wasn't given the respect his voice and talent deserved. Thankfully, that has changed in recent years which is a great thing.

The Season is being released November 5th, and Steve is also doing a live chat on YouTube that day. Can't wait!

Some Days it’s The Little Things …

~ * ~

~ * ~