'Tis But A Flesh Wound

Like a child pretending to be brave, skittering up to take aim with the stone he hopes will knock the goliath out-yet poised ready to bolt regardless whether or not it hits his mark, I say,

"HAH! Is that the best you can do?!"

In two weeks I've washed every piece of bedding we own. My eye began twitching, our home (we're renting) became threatened with repossession. It took Hubby six days to travel to his new location, only to find he doesn't have access to a phone or wireless connection like he has in spoiled days gone past. The flu ravaged our home and my nerves. I finally got my hot water straightened out, only to have the faucet in the kitchen break. When the children came down the drive shouting "A1 threw up on the bus!" I crumbled into a little heap in the carport and cried the last of my rage at a stroller with two flat tires.

But I say, "Hah!"
I laugh in the face of adversity.
I mock you, purveyor of crappy days, because last time the Hubby left, my eyebrows fell out-- THIS, is piddle compared to that.

So some of you are shaking your heads wondering why I would tempt fate. Because I've gone completely insane, that's why.

What I have learned from this experience is:

• As a renter, I have to pay a small fortune for a Letting Agency to pull up every file that has ever been written about me. I have to deposit my life savings and one small child into a secured account to cover any discrepancies of my character that may show later while leasing a property. But the landlord doesn't have to prove anything. He could be facing bankruptcy of the house he is happily handing you the keys to and no one will know until the damage is done.

• Even clear foods and fluids should not enter a body until it has purged everything.

• Raging at the Hubby only makes you feel better for a little while. Soon every awful thought enters your head and you know that there will be a knock on your door by some sad-faced uniformed gentlemen and you'll be thinking of your last words: "Maybe if you had spent less time going to football games and fixed the stroller tires before you left, I wouldn't be trying to transport a sick baby to and from the bus stop wearing a rain poncho to keep the barf off of me".

So yes, I have no hot water in my kitchen sink- a little bit of a problem when trying to eradicate the flu bugs.
I am impatiently waiting for a court date to come so that I will know whether or not I can finish putting a house in order.
Miss Ky is happily eating everything she can reach-- which is everything since she is an excellent climber.
Despite a rocky start to A1's bout of flu (bus incident and then all over his bed), he has been the easiest to care for thus far.

Most importantly...

Did you ever read The Motel of the Mysteries?

A UFO was spotted over Norfolk England today. The unidentified object appeared sometime around 8.30 this morning and has been hovering in the sky since. It has slowly changed position in the sky, but for the most part has just hovered over the fields.
The light it emits is very bright-- bright enough to be seen in the day, so I can't get a very good picture of it. It's kind of scary, but at the same time,
it almost causes a kind of euphoria... enough to make someone mock adversity.


If you click on this photo, you can see it there-- sneaking behind that cloud.

Miss Ky while traveling in the car started shouting, "Moon! Moon!"

Poor child. Her two years in England this occasion has occurred so rarely, she doesn't even know what to call it. "No sweetie, that's the SUN, now quit staring at it".