Gravity

Holy cow pies. I can't believe I haven't been on an actual computer in a week to post. I guess we have been busy?? I swear, around here, I feel like we do nothing all day, or everything we do takes forever and before you know it, it's way past bed time. So today is one of my favorite days of the year strictly because it is the 13th. I love the number 13. Anywho, on the 15th, Dad goes back to his Urologist and I think he has made a decision to have the surgery. There are different types of that and I haven't been too invasive on what kind he wants to have. I'm his daughter and it's a little weird to talk about my dad's body parts even in family meetings much worse in the Internet. Yuck. Anywho, I think he is doing better. We got two parts of the field's hay done before the rain came in and I'm happy to say that I helped! I haven't been on a tractor since I was a double digit age and although I remember how to drive one, I can definitely say that it was way different than Jason's Diesel Jetta on the way to Florida and back. I did get a little sun, but no burn, and I'm still in the skin classification of albino. I moved hay bales on the back bar point of the tractor. I am a weakling and so to shift the tractor into reverse to pick up the bales, I would have to jerk the shifter forward and my left arm would slam into the huge metal steering wheel. Ya. I have a nice egg sized green and yellow bruise that has some raspberry flakes coming out of it because I did this for a few days and I'm sure that I have a busted blood vessel or my arm has a disease now and will be falling off shortly. I'm not too worried. Also, the bruise on my left foot from the horse stepping on it has heeled pretty much. It's a little sore to the touch but it hasn't affected my walking. I did manage to take a 3inch slice out of my leg shaving in the shower that bled and bled and bled and that concludes Amber's injuries of the week.

It's still hot around here. We still don't have air conditioning and you can definitely tell the slightest degree change at night. My mother is so cold blooded, she still wears her knee high socks under all her jeans, but if she's happy, I'm happy.
In the mornings we walk up and down our long gravel driveway and then sometime in the afternoon we end up in the front yard soaking up the breezes. I usually lay out and she usually stays on the sidewalk in a chair. Both of us have puzzle books or recently we have been coloring!! It's a nice way to spend time together and get out of the hottness and frustrations of the house.

I'm very proud of Mom's improvement. She has been doing extra homework on the side. Recently, I've been making up new homework for her. Like this week in therapy, they are practicing making phone calls. So they do some worksheets and then she looks up a number in the phonebook for a local business and calls and inquires about their hours and then our therapist makes up some questions about it like if she gets off at 7pm, can she make it to Westwood Gardens on Wedington on Thursday? The answer is no btw, because they close at 6. I think.? Anywho- I try to make up some extra homework for her to challenge her and it was going really well until we had an old phone book, her cell phone went dead, and then the theater I had her call didn't have the movie I asked her to look up times for. I tried though ok? I tried.

My best guy friend Tyler went to Bonnaroo this past week! I was supposed to go with him, but due to money issues, I ended up selling my ticket to his roommate. They got into a gnarly wreck on the way down there (Tennessee) and ended up renting a rental car and then it was morbidly hot and they were camping and they just got home blahblahblah. But!- Tyler did send me two voicemails of two of my favorite bands playing live. Love that kid.

I think men are going to be the death of me. I have been fighting with my Mister since oh ya know- like February. I've spent an hour with him since February. He's a turd, but I'm pretty mean too. You don't need to know much about that.

But, after church and lunch yesterday, Dad said that our gameplan was to go home and clean on the house since we have been rampant busy with therapies, and grocery shopping and hay and blaaaah. And so we all get home- I get started back in my part of the house with sorting laundry and clearing paths (yes paths of junk) to vacuum around and I make it back to the utility room and what are Robert and Dad doing? Watchin a movie with their shirts and socks off. What the crap!? Boys are crazy. There is no I in we. Or team. But there is an I in I fell for that.

I know I'm not making much sense. Sorry.

Robert passed me a note yesterday in church that said " I recieved the Arkansas Challenge Scholarship." (The lottery money scholarship that many students are finally benefiting from) My response: " You spelled "received" incorrectly". He told me to shut up.

Oh boys. I think I'm gonna go enjoy some more breezes.
More thoughts later.