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Literally the most random bunch of {Things on Thursday} ever...

...This week. I just... this week. I kind of have no words for it. It began with an extremely turbulent 24 hours that ended with many of the things I thought I knew being things I didn't know. I really have no clarity or decisiveness as to what is going to happen next. I am injured in ways I never thought I'd have to be afraid of, but I'm not on the permanent DL yet. I'm listed day-to-day. Once I'm better, we'll see if my team makes it to the playoffs this year. As it stands, I'm sorry for all of the vague sports metaphors and weirdness. I share enough here to feel okay with admitting that something is not right, but I'm not yet okay with sharing it all. I am just thankful that my life isn't so horrible that I don't have a beautiful, hilarious son, a home to keep me out of the rain, and Steel Panther  to make me laugh my head off!!

...I had wanted to mention that I really like the show Save Me, with Anne Heche. I was prepared for it to be stupid, but it's made me laugh hard at least once an episode. Tonight, she gets a visit from God and who is playing the coveted role? Betty White. Awesomeness.

...This week, PJ's school held a fundraiser for Alex's Lemonade Stand. The kids could make donations for a cup of lemonade, and wore yellow in support of their efforts. I know PJ doesn't get it, but someday, I'll be able to tell him that he took part in something that helped someone else. Hopefully, I'll be able to tell him that a number of times (more on that in a second). He came home with a little sticker that proudly proclaimed his participation in the event, and I found myself feeling inordinately proud of my little Dude. Also, I can't figure out how to get the pictures off my dang phone, so we'll save them for later.

...I don't think I mentioned it, but last week, PJ had a very long evaluation so we could take part in an Autism study. It was a stressful day- the eval was very long, PJ was very tired, and I wasn't very thrilled with the physician who administered the eval. I am not entirely sure that PJ and I got anything out of the visit, but I hope that the information that our participation provided will help another mama and child who are facing this. It wasn't a great day, but PJ and I, mostly, have good days. Hopefully, we can pass that on.

...It feels like it's been raining for NINE THOUSAND YEARS. I like a good rainy day as much as the next person, but our backyard looks like Lake Erie and since I'm short, the bottoms of my pants legs get wet every time I walk outside. Boo, that.

...It is time for bed. Yawn.


Shelly said…
I'd leave you a sports metaphor in my comment to be witty but you know, I don't do sports. :) love you!!
Hope you're ok, or that you will be. Whatever it is, hang in there. Just tie a knot at the end of your rope and hang on.

Very proud of PJ's Alex contribution! That's awesome.

I think this weekend is supposed to be two gorgeous days...then possibly more rain. Seriously, enough.

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