My daughter went to war today. Or, at least, to look at her, you'd think so. A battered leg from bicycling, attacked by a cat (slightly exaggerated :P), some odd rash on the inside of her arms (agent orange) and a sunburn that is making me think "Medic!". Good, sweet Lord bless my baby through this night. I gave her a cool bath with baking soda (thanks Mom for the advice), slathered her down with Aloe, doctored her owies and laid her down with a cool towel on her back. I kissed her cheek and she said "Ow."
First day of summer vaca.
Sheesh.
I have this party I was invited to this Saturday. My friends 40th. Big 'ol bash I am sure, knowing them. Thing is...I am the "single friend". She said she really wants me there. She has been sprucing up her yard, huge back yard with hot tub too, painting inside, flooring and spent about 500 smackers on flowers this last weekend alone. I am thinking it is sort of a house warming as well, since they just closed and it is officially theirs. But, again, I am the labeled token, single friend. I am the one she is always trying to "fix up", the one they question about why I am still single 'cause I am such a catch (whatever) and the one her husband said he would marry should she die. (Nice huh? I always loved being someone's second, consolation prize. I know I shouldn't look at it that way and perhaps even be flattered (I somewhat am. And can you have parenthesis within parenthesis?), but it still flashes in my mind.) At any rate, I am not sure if I can go. Not because of prior obligations, like I would have any, but because of that nervous thing. I can see me now, sitting on the couch in the back room, glass of wine, some music and wondering how I can excuse myself out of there, without making a fuss. I suppose I could bring a date, but the only one I can think of, has a testosterone level off the charts. And, he would most likely be expecting...ya know...something, later. Just the kind of guy he is. Besides, if I ask him then he would want to know why and I would have to explain that I just don't want to go alone and then he would go into, yet again, how I need to go do stuff "alone". How it is good for me...etc. If it is so good for me, then why does it feel so...not. I like being home...alone...if that is the case.
I know, I am straying from whatever the intended topic was 'cause I have put way to much thought into outcomes and preconceived results, again.
I still don't know if I am going.
5 comments:
Yes. You can (have parenthesis (inside other parenthesis)). it's grammatically legal... you're safe (for now, but the grammar police are watching you, just waiting for you to leave one of those multiple parenthi off the end of one of your parenthetical phrases).
I hope for a very speedy recovery for your daughter. One thing after another, and a loving parent will try to feel it all for them. We see how you are :)
yeah Mom! They always have some good options up there sleeves. The age-old baking soda bath, oft forgotten by our current generation, but taught to us again when we ask if there's anything else we can do to comfort our little ones. Reminds me of my grandma just thinking about it.
Hope she got it all out of the way and will have a largely painless "rest of the vacation."
It seems you would be the best judge of when you need to do things alone. Fascinating (to avoid less flattering descriptions) how others can so easily assess what we need.
Whether you go or not, hope you enjoy the time.
Parentithenai would be the latin/Greek form.
Grammer isn't my strongest suit. But, I have been more conscious of it, since...well, thanks. ;) I find them much easier and less invasive than the usual "But I digress" statement.
"Others" like to make suggestions of what we need, and truly with a loving thought in mind. It is appreciated, although, it can make a person feel that they are missing something.
Thank you for the kind thought for my daughter and myself. I am sure whatever I decide to do, will be enoyable.
enJoyable. Even.
(Actually I think we're supposed to use brackets [like this] to set off something inside parenthesis.) At least that's what I think I remember from grade school all those years ago.
I'm totally with you on the single friend thing. Many times I avoid such events because of the third wheel syndrome. But lately I go anyway, at least for a while. I've discovered that as couples age, they aren't so into each other that they forget other people. As a result, I end up with a lot of people talkinng to me. But of course, I'm wonderful and who wouldn't want to? No, seriously, who? I'll hunt them down and pound on them! Just who do they think they are!
Ahem, what was I saying? Oh, yes, party, third wheel. I go and then leave as soon as I'm not having fun. One thing I don't do is stick around and clean up after everyone else or sneak into rooms and go through drawers or medicine cabinets even though they didn't lock those rooms and it's like they're inviting you to do so. Don't you think so? But I don't do that, and no one can prove I do.
So go. Enjoy yourself. Drink and eat cake. And then leave when you get bored or get caught going through those drawers.
You are right, Tech. They sort of look like Parenthesis though. Perhaps, I can get away with it this time?
I am glad I have someone that understands the "single" thing amidst married individuals. (married individuals sounds more ideal versus the norm, I guess) Not that married individuals don't, perchance, feel the same type of issues, depending on the situation and terms of the marriage itself.
You are right, people aren't so attached to the hip of their spouse as they get older.
And, I would certainly talk to you if I saw you at a party...we could go through some drawers together. Er...not.
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