Strange things afoot
The last few days have been very trying to say the least. Wolverine had a high temp, nasty cough, runny nose, and wicked rash so we took him to the doctor’s - temp is mostly from teeth, cough is from congestion, runny nose is caused by weather, and rash is caused by contact dermatitis - probably his detergent... Seriously? Who the hell is allergic to Dreft?? apparently my son because I brought him home, put on the cream they prescribed, washed a handful of clothes in his bath soap (aveeno) and changed him. His skin cleared up so fast you can barely tell he had any sort of problem.
Just when I get Wolverine put together, I go down for the count - 104 temp and miserable. I’m just getting over it now. Still have some wicked congestion but it’s this damned crazy weather!
Crazy Horse lost his first tooth yesterday!! He woke up at 5 to show us. He’s growing up faster than I want him too. Of course.
I found a friend of mine online that I haven’t talked to in far too many lifetimes and am happy about that. I must be very weird because for me, it’s as if no time at all has passed and I seem to have picked up right where we left off - as if there hasn’t been this five year gap. I’m glad it’s like that. I wouldn’t want it to be otherwise, but it probably is a bit odd.
On the writing front - it’s been going absurdly great. I believe I may have written the best poem I’m ever written (at least since Crow Queen). I’ve actually rewritten quite a few things as well - made them better than they were, chopped poems up for lines and played literary chop shop. I wrote something like 300 poems in high school that suck. But they all have a good line or two, something worth keeping so I’ve been playing while holding Wolverine (who’s being especially clingy). It’s working out really well. I’m going to be starting to submit this poems this month so I guess we’ll just have to wait and see if anyone agrees with me.
Slowly but surely, it’s all coming together...
~Sarah