Surgery (sort of)

I'm having surgery on my face tomorrow.  It's likely a cyst or something that's been under my forehead skin for close to ten years now.  Perhaps more, even.   It has grown larger slowly over time and I'm tired of it.   I've had this scheduled for a while, although I would have gladly had it removed the initial day I went in.  Unfortunately, the doctor had just had knee surgery and wasn't back to surgery until this week.  

The Children Love The Guinea Pigs: so much that they almost fought over one physically whilst holding him.   Had that happened, they would have lost guinea pig privileges for some time.  

Hello Luna

Allergic reaction update:  The resin is covered up and things aren't getting worse so far, but I also tried to be exceptionally careful with the hay in the Guinea pigs area.   I slept again for another long time, getting out of bed after 4PM.  Although we were up until 3AM working on a video to release. 

I purchased Emo, the little interactive robot. He's fun, has some cute dances and walks around on tables or counters, and doesn't fall off, mostly.   We now have Luna, who has wheels and rolls around on the floor.  She's much faster and is really darling.  We're trying to get her reactions timed better with voice recognition and then we'll put her in a few videos.   If we can make the videos in just the right way, it might get a lot more views than out 3D printing videos. 

The Big Boy Update:  My son called my daughter a bitch today when she took the guinea pig away from him.   He told her no one liked her when he lost screens for it.   I told him he was lucky it was his father doling out the punishments because I'm not that nice.   He is going to have to suffer before he gets the message, I fear. 

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  My daughter was so mad at me for telling her, "a little to the left" so she wouldn't run into a sharp corner going at speed.   She said it was because she was blind!  I didn't say the same thing to her brother, she stated.  (She was mad.)  I told her if her brother was sick and we took him to the doctor and then if she was sick at a different point and we took her to the doctor, should the doctor prescribe the same thing when they each had different reasons for being sick?  As parents we help each of you in the way we think is needed and nothing more.  Maybe she understood.  She was still very mad at me for a while. 

Allergic REACTION

I put reaction in all caps because I have no idea what I'm reacting to.  I thought it was one of the varietals of hay we have for the Guinea pigs, but now I'm not so sure. 

I washed all the bedding because I was having trouble at night.   I've been taking as much allergy over the counter medication as is indicated.   I'm taking Benadryl from time to time when I can, but none of that is touching it.  

Tonight, my face feels like it's on fire and the video we put out is sure to get some comments because I look bad.   My husband thinks it might be the new resin printer which has an open vat with the resin sitting in it.  I do have a bad reaction to resin.   I hope that's it because this is just a mess.  

Anais Anais

When I was in high school I became interested in perfume.   I wasn't interested in makeup so much, although I tried to get on as much of the bright blue eyeshadow as I could when it was de reguir.  My freshman year in gym class there was a girl who was beautiful and in the super popular people group of people.   She and I had very little interaction other than being in the same locker bay for PE. 

When we returned to the lockers at the end of class, she would pull out a perfume and spray it up in the air around her, saying it smelled terrible.   I didn't know what the perfume was, but it smelled so nice.  I watched and was able to eventually see what I thought the name was.   

This is back in time.  There was no internet.   There was no world wide web of pages with anything and everything you'd ever wanted to know.   I had a good idea of the shape of the bottle and a possible name so I went to the mall and found it: Anais Anais.  

I eventually got some.  It was fairly expensive and I wasn't sure I really wanted to wear perfume all the time.   Recently, my daughter wanted some perfume.   I found Anais Anais still being sold and still fairly expensive.  I got a bottle and she and I are having fun with it.  

Four Children:  No, five.  Some days it feels like I have more than just two children.  Sometimes it seems like none of them can get along.  Individually they are all delights, together, trouble seems to find us. 

How Much Have I Slowed Down?

I was always fast at doing things.  I would zip through work or homework or whatever the task at hand was with speed.    If it was something that required accuracy I wasn't the best on that front, but I could shoot the basketball in the general direction of the goal faster than most people.   Making the basket was one of those one-in-a-million chances, mostly due to the aforementioned accuracy.

I feel like I have eleventy twelve individual things that need to be done in the day and somehow I can't seem to get to all of them.   Is this because the things aren't as trivially quick to complete as I think they should be?  Or am I really slowing down in my mental processes?   

I hope it's just complexity.   I don't want my brain to be moving in slow motion.  

Friends Again?  My children can argue over the proverbial "is the sky blue" with each other.   Sometimes.   Then, at other times, they seem to be kind to each other, want to help out and even seem to understand each other.   Just when I think they've grown up, they'll go back to bickering.  I wonder how long this idyl will be?

Children Are Wonderful Little Monsters

My children really are something special—to me.   As I am sure other parent's children are to them.  Mine have gotten to the ages where they really, really, really will make you so infuriated because they're pushing hard to not do a thing they should be doing or are doing a thing they shouldn't be doing at all whatsoever.   But then they do or say something entirely endearing or are just the nicest child you could ever imagine.   

Children.   They are so worth it.    Most days.   

Kidding!  All days.  

Why Am I So Itchy?

I'm having an allergic reaction that's come on slowly, over a day, but that's taking over my face with an odd, something is itchy buy I don't want to scratch  because it's already turning into a rash. 

I have tried to work all day, but I'm so tired I'm going to sleep early.  

The Children and the Babies:  The children take good care of the babies (Guinea pigs) with my son being ultra careful and my daughter overloving, but needing to be more careful.  So far, everything is okay with Kix's recovery.  I hope it will continue to go well.