Author: Mae @ Rainydayinmay

Desert native who claims the Pacific Northwest at home, while currently residing the Northeast. Lifecoach, Podcaster, PR writer, essay author, imaginary poet and every day dreamer...

Blogaches…

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Strangely enough, there is an entire world that exists, at 3 in the morning.Who knew? 
Genny is doing the standardized, (aka: bubble) tests this week, so we are up and out of the house earlier than we are normally accustomed. Yesterday morning, though a little tired, I was loving it. I had managed descent enough sleep the night before- knowing full well that a migraine would have to be worked around if I didn’t. 
Surprise, surprise. Got one anyway… 
We were about 20 minutes short of wrapping up day one of bubble filling with number two pencils, when it started. By the time those twenty minutes ticked by, the idea of driving home, much less getting home and cooking lunch, were both overwhelming. I decided to stop by a favorite place and grab a healthy lunch before heading home to medicate and sleep. Managed to remember, after finding downtown parking, that my wallet was in my husband’s glove box from our trip to Amanda’s volleyball game the night before. Made it home and through grilled havarti sandwiches and a cup of roasted tomato and red pepper soup before I could make it no longer. Unfortunately for me, sleep and medication were not the magic fix all and the migraine continues… 
After a miserable evening in which I lay/sit in misery, while my family went rollerblading, I tried the magic cocktail of medication and sleep again. A few hours passed, but it was the headache that woke me, just before 3. 
At three, my tivo records… Though, for the life of me I can not figure out what. The prospect of crossing the room to solve said mystery seems intimidating. I fear I would plant myself on the couch and lose hours in said Tivo’s lineup. TV never helped a headache. Before you say “neither did the computer”, allow me to explain… You’re right. But, at this point, the only thing that does help is sitting up and not moving my head. It’s late/early (3:46 now, to be exact) and I am tired. At least, at the computer, I can be a little productive… 
Which must be the same reason I have a ton of people on my FB im at this ridiculous hour. 
Not to mention the people tweeting… 
Or the neighbor, whose car is running. 
What the heck? Does the entire world have a migraine? 
I glanced out my office window and found myself feeling reassured that all is right with the world, due to the darkened house across the street. That is when reality kicked in and I remembered that it’s residents travel in their motor home some ten months out of the year… 
Remind me again why they have a house? 
Plus I’m a little hungry. Haven’t eaten since that sandwich and soup, but going to the kitchen to eat something seems to interfere with the current plan of not moving my head at all. Dilemmas, dilemmas… 
Pretty much though, I’ll take a growling belly if it means only moderate pounding and aching in my head. The approaching reality of driving into a sunrise, sitting for another four hours of testing and making it home with a migraine seems a bit too much. sort of like this stupid blog post. Can we say lame??? 
ugh… 
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Merely a glimpse…

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As you probably noticed, I buckled under the pressure of a daily 365 snapshot share. It wasn’t that I didn’t think the idea was great, as much as I didn’t feel like it worked for me. I am lucky to make it to the laptop every few days… So, I figure, instead, i simply have to collect my chosen daily glimpses and compile them into a crafty little mosaic, 11 more times this year. :) Much easier commitment to deal with! 
I’d love to see/read/hear a glimpse of your February! 
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Sometimes the accent says it best…

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Cup of tea in hand, I am writing to you with a British accent to tell you how pleased I am with the King’s Speech. Truly, truly gloriously thrilled… And yes, congratulations abound to the other winners as well. But to Colin most specifically, I love you…
Moving on- life is funny sometimes. By funny I do not mean comically funny, (though it is sometimes that) as much as ironic, or what have you. Back in January when I decided to devote February to this challenge of loving my family, life looked one specific way and today, as this month comes to a close, it looks entirely different. Some 28 days ago, I was more happy-go-lucky and less deep-in-thought. Some twenty-eight days ago, it was just Chw, Genny and I dancing our way through this silly house. We were teetering on the edge of becoming foster parents and stepping our way towards adopting again. My mother was pre-opping for a surgery that would restore her quality of life and my older two kids were moving along on their separate paths towards greatness. 
Things were good. 
Today I am processing from a weekend where my mother ended up in the ER following a 21 day journey which has led her through over a week in ICU, three weeks of delirium and confusion, dangerously low bouts of blood pressure and oxygen, touch and go nights, a transition into a rehabilitation program and lastly a pulmonary embolism landing her back in the hospital.. . The common question on our minds, these days, whenever my mom comes to mind is: Will she ever be the same again? Her again? Thus far, there are no answers, only head scratching. 
Also, over this weekend, my oldest daughter moved home. Although this sounds ordinary enough, anyone who truly knows our family knows this was a development no one saw coming. On an entirely different note, a dear girl who nannied for us last year is also coming to stay with us for a time. A quiet house of three, (except for the two noisy dogs) is about to get quite full, and much to Chw’s dismay, incredibly estrogen filled. 
Major developments and changes are coming to the lives of our nieces and nephews, whom we love as our own. Some heartbreakingly sad (for us), some wonderful… All in all, it’s tough to be here in the sidelines… 
And then, there is the matter of my Sunday afternoon coffee with my future daughter in law. She is beautiful and bright, and as awkward as the circumstances may be, meeting her was a highlight. She has a 2 year old son that Chw & I also look forward to getting to know, even if our son is serving in the Army away from home. It’s a strange idea, getting to know his someday bride and stepson, especially when ninety-nine percent of their relationship has been long distance. Then again, it’s a strange idea that, at 34, I could be this little boy’s step-grandmother. That’s the funny thing, I guess, about our journey of loving and being blessed with kids who are not biologically ours. Though, don’t burst Genny’s bubble if you run into her and she tries to flaunt that my son was born when I was thirteen years old. She likes to make us sound so controversial… ;) 
I’ve been looking at my family quite a bit, this weekend. Even if, from a distance… Looking at my amazingly strong husband; at my brave and maturing son; at my beautiful daughter with her responsibility and stubborness and at adorable little Genny, who put on eye liner at a sleepover and looked less adorable and way less little when we picked her up- sadly… I’ve been looking at my mom, and her life… Looking at my sister and her children. Lots of looking… Lots of gratitude… Lots of loving. 
I am blessed. Amidst the ICU and Emergency Room phone calls, amidst the long distance threats of deployment and awkward Starbucks introductions, I am blessed… 
Today I will, in my 28th day of this challenge: 
– Keep looking. Keep thanking. Keep loving… 
My entire family completes me, grows me, matures me and makes me a better person- every day. Every single thing about me that you might find good is because of my husband and/or these kids… 
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He’s still my leading man…

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Last night while I was cruising around town with my man, I had the panicked realization that this would be the last weekend to shower my family with love. How horrible is that? In all actuality, it’s merely the last weekend of the challenge… hmm… at any rate, it’s also Oscar weekend and, as we know- that’s a pretty stinkin’ big deal in my world of shallow movie obsessions. 
Case in point, my girl friend is coming up to take care of some business, from California. When she shared her weekend travel plans with me, my first thought was What?!?!? you leave home on Oscar weekend??? I am ashamed of what you must thing of me now… 
Genny was hanging out with some friends, which spurred my cruising around town date. It had originally been a date to (finally) see the Fighter, but show times weren’t lining up. It then morphed into a bowling date- but the wait time at the lanes cramped our style and we ended up grabbing a quick dinner and perusing the aisles of Le’ Target Boutique… 
Ooh La La, tres’ glamour… 
The highlight was, most definitely, convincing Chw to try on this leprechaun novelty hat/beard thing. I laughed until tears flooded my face, it was so fantastic. He, however, became doubled over in laughter (influenced completely from my hysterics) and removed the ensemble. I did convince him to try it on one more time for a photo op with his iPhone.  He was opposed to me taking a photo, for fear of me broadcasting it to the entire world- but at least a photo (for now) exists… 
Since he wouldn’t give me blog photo fodder to share, alas’ I am forced to interrupt these last challenge days to share with you a few hopes and predictions…

Lead Actor: Colin Firth (of course…)
Lead Actress: Natalie Portman
Supporting Actor: Christian Bale (he’s the one who looks like Jesus… At least last we saw, and acts like Satan.) 
Supporting Actress: Melissa Leo
Animated: Toy Story 3
Director: David Fincher, Social Network
Editing: 127 Hours
Foreign Language: Biutiful (this is more what i Want, not what I think will win…)
Screenplay, adapted: 127 Hours
Screenplay, original: the King’s Speech
Film: 127 hours (personally, the BEST film, of the 10, that I saw… I would also be thrilled if The King’s Speech won… If Social Network wins I will scream. This is a brilliant film, but nothing in comparison…)

Just watch… Social Network will win.
Sigh... 

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