I was all ready to sit down and write a post about how hard the last few weeks have been, both physically and emotionally. But when I started to put it into words, my problems seem so minuscule in comparison to what other people are experiencing. It's just not that important.
So I'll stop here and change the subject! Subject changes, it's what awkward situations call for!
In other news, I took Meelie to the orthopedist for a re-evaluation of her toe. Much to her disappointment, the doctor told her that she had to wear the shoe for another two weeks. She had a complete meltdown right then and there. I understood why Meelie was so upset, and did my best to comfort her. After all, TWO WEEKS is forever and lord love a duck, she will have graduated high school before she no longer has to wear "the shoe." Stupid old shoe. The entire time I was trying to calm her down, her poor doctor looked as if she had just amputated the wrong limb. I'm just thankful she didn't cry as well. Ah, the mind of a 9 year old. It boggles the mind.
I need to cut this post short because I have to go empty the dishwasher, the dish drainer and then wash all of the dishes which will probably fill both of those up again! Oh, and then I need to prep the dough for the homemade pizza and go pick up Chickie and her friend from the soccer game they watched after school. Other than that, not much is going on.
But I'm not complaining! Honest! I mean, there are people there who have to wash everything by hand and they have 7 children, and have to eat stale bread and drink warm water every day because they can't afford to make pizza.
No complaints here.
Change of subject anyone?
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Change of subject can be good for the soul. I hear you on the dishes -- I'm off to empty my dishwasher right now, and I'm very thankful I own one!
Posted by: Daisy at February 16, 2008 12:40 PM
*** Hugs *** I think you need some moogie dear.
Yeah I know exactly what you mean by 9 yr old meltdowns - I witnessed one today, I was out shopping bumped in to my sister (argh!) nephew wanted to buy something was told "no DS games!" then came back all teary eyed because he couldn't get this game as it was a 12 rated game (I was think well it's rated 12 for a reason!) - total meltdown, I think sister went and got the game or her friend who was there as well got it.. He's 9 he needs to learn that somethings you have to wait for :|
** Hugs Meelie ** sweetheart toes take a little longer and I mean you wouldn't want to do more damage to it now would you and then that would take LONGER to heal up - imagine your NEXT birthday and your still in that shoe because you were impatient.
So Moogie how was valentine's day for you ;) there a very good change of subject :P
Posted by: Gordon at February 16, 2008 2:45 PM
When I was a kid, my grandfather told me a story at bedtime about how a man was complaining about his aching feet. All day long we worked in shoes that hurt his feet. And he complained bitterly about the discomfort to anyone who would listen...
...until he saw a man with no feet.
You are so right: there's always someone worse off that we. Which I remind myself every night as I tuck our well-fed kids into their warm beds in a nice house in a safe subdivision. As many trials and tribulations as we face in our lives, there's always someone whose experiences make ours look trivial and petty. Thanks for the timely reminder.
Posted by: Carmi at February 16, 2008 4:27 PM
I am happy to visit my mother-in-law...
Because a visit means she no longer lives with me!
*whew!*
(Found you at Tammi's World.)
Posted by: Roses at February 17, 2008 10:39 PM
