Wednesday, November 11, 2009

an unruly day


No, no. That's all wrong. You can't just go showing the most interesting photograph.

You have to start at the beginning.

First, I was awake from 2 to 5am with a sick, snorffelly baby who can't sleep and wants to crush my trachea. Then I had my usual breakfast, got everyone cleaned and dressed, and dropped the Biscuit off at preschool.

Then I dropped t.rex off with my wonderful mother and went for a luxurious hair cut, my first since August and the first one where I took the time to have my hair washed first and dried afterwards. It was positively sinful. I read Cosmo. Megan Fox is like a caricature of a caricature of Angelina Jolie, back when she was still human.

But here is the haircut.


And the crazy eyes. What's with that? Those little dots of light? Freaky.

Then I thought, "You know what would be good? SUSHI."

So I did the unimaginable. I went and had some sushi. Alone. With a book. I ate with both hands and actually tasted my food. It was incredible. If Nintendo came up with a virtual reality gaming system where I could just sit in a dark restaurant and eat sushi by myself and read some Neil Gaiman, I would buy it yesterday.

And then I retrieved my frachetty, green-goblin-nosed baby and mother, and then we retrieved the Biscuit, and then we went to the endocrinologist, who took my blood, as evidenced by the first picture. And then we talked to my mom's new doctor, who wants me to give my mom vitamin shots.

I have experience, after all. I used to give my horse penicillin injections in the neck with a four-inch needle. It was like stabbing a basketball. A 700-pound pissed off basketball.

I'm a pro, mom, honest.

And then we went to t.rex's doctor to check out his wet, scraggly cough, mainly because I'm sick of everyone we meet in public saying different pedantic versions of "Oh, what an awful cough!" You know, like I haven't noticed, because I don't spend 24 hours a day in his presence.

And then I got a flu shot.


Then the Biscuit fell asleep, then t.rex refused sleep, then I got a request for a partial manuscript and did the Happy Dance, and then I thought about eating some tofu and decided against it. And then my friend Alicia made an awesome blog post about the awesome ring she made just for me because she is AWESOME.

And now Dr. Krog is home, and I'm going to listen to him talk about his day and complain about leftover pizza before I climb into a nice, hot bath and read 4 pages of Parenting magazine.

It's good to be unruly.

12 comments:

Lee the Hot Flash Queen said...

I love this post. And, you saw a lot of doctors!!

Jennifer said...

That's a lot of pokes for one day,

M family said...

That is one awesome ring you got there waiting for you! And thanks for reminding me to go get the damn flu shot!

Virginia Valerie said...

Hey hot stuff, love the new 'do!!

Ms. Diva said...

How fabulous a hair cut and lunch all by yourself!!!

Katiri said...

thank you, dearest delilah, for articulating the megan fox/angelina caricature dynamic. i love/hate/hate/love her looks, but didn't know why. now i can breathe again.

thatgirlblogs said...

I don't get everyone fawning all over sushi all the time. but I like your haircut.

foxy said...

Man, why didn't I follow you on your SITS day?? I don't know, but I'm back. And I'm following now. You are dang funny, girl!

Alicia Istanbul said...

Oh my gosh, what a day. I see why you weren't responding to my stalking emails. The hair looks great, sushi alone sounds like heaven. Glad you were able to treat yourself :)

Erin M. said...

I love your new 'do and the fact that you ate sushi alone with a book, etc....you go, girl!

Madame Meow said...

Haircut. Trash mags. Sushi. With both hands. By yourself.


That was like reading porn.

Emile said...

Well, I'm thoroughly jealous of the haircut/sushi/alone part of your day, but the sick baby/3 docs in one day part - not so much. You balanced it right out, so thank you - I, too, shall now have a bath (one day later).