Thursday, March 19, 2009

A clumsy person's worst nightmare

I am so shocked and saddened at Natasha Richardson's passing. One minute she's walking and talking...then she's in a coma, then she's brain-dead. For a person who's more than a little accident-prone, it's sobering. Man, oh man.

Rover has returned home, in the form of a little wooden box of ashes, to take his place beside his old buddy, Payday. (There are several other buddies there, too, of course...but he and Payday were always particular friends.) It always gives me a sense of closure when the cycle is complete...but it makes me sad again, too. Not that I haven't been sad every day since it happened, plus all those days when I knew it was coming, but you know what I mean. Sigh.

Two of the younger kitties are now on monthly heartworm preventative, thanks to a friend who insisted on "sponsoring" them. Say it with me now...awwwww.

The new mediterranean deli near my house has an awesome vegetarian platter. I'm just sayin'. Cabbage roll, dolmas, falafel, tabouli, hummus, tzatziki, pita bread. Yummy. I hope they stay in business.

Not a peep out of Mr. Short Term this week. I'm trying to keep myself from giving in and calling or emailing him. Damn it, he should be the one to initiate contact sometimes. Gah.

Mr. Not-Quite-Divorced, with whom I have the ongoing email "relationship," has asked several times how I'm handling my grief, did I bury or cremate, etc. SOME guys are good at that stuff, it appears...even if they've never actually MET you. Heh.

I watched the new sitcom "Better Off Ted" last night. It was quirky. I liked it. It will probably soon be cancelled. That's the way it always works.

I have a baby "shower" to attend this weekend. Actually, it's a co-ed party celebrating the impending arrival of an...unexpected bundle of joy, but there will be gifts. I have no idea what I'm giving. I usually default to books, but their older daughter is very artsy, and quite a reader; I can't imagine there's a decent children's book that doesn't already live in their house. They're registered at Target--I'll find something. I'm guessing they didn't save much in the way of baby things from the first go-round, seeing as how there was a vasectomy, and no plans for any further procreation. PSA: did you know that, given time, a vasectomy can reverse itself? It's true. Did you know that the doctor who performed the original procedure may give you a second one for free? It's true. They're a little shell-shocked, I think, but excited, too.

I've exercised two whole times this week! Aren't you proud of me? Heh.

I'm sure I had more to say, but I can't at this moment think what it was, so...Liz out.

11 comments:

Stefanie said...

I did NOT know that about vasectomies! I'm guessing the freebie do-over is a small consolation if you were banking on the first one working, though.

I'm still sorry about Rover. And Mr. Short Term. As always, you seem in good spirits about things, though.

M.Amanda said...

So sad about Natasha. I was telling my SIL this morning about how I'm now all paranoid about my little girl bonking her head as she's learning how to stand by herself. It had her thinking, too, then last night her youngest suddenly piped up, "Mom, did I tell you I hit my head on the brick wall at school today? Twice. It hurt so bad I almost had them call you to take me home." Eep.

Also, I did know that about vasectomies. Someone wrote in to Dear Abby a long time ago with a story about how she got pregnant a few years after her husband had one. He didn't believe it was possible, they had a nasty divorce, he refused to acknowledge the child, and a couple years later, guess what? His new wife got pregnant and he finally asked his doctor about it. Isn't that sad?

And you've exercised two more times than I have. Don't be too hard on yourself.

Anonymous said...

Yeah that Natasha story is cah-razee. This is why I will never again try to strap skinny poles on my feet and careen down mountains.

My friend told the most hilarious vasectomy story ever. I think if he knew it could reverse itself he would shit his pants.

3carnations said...

I skied a few times many years ago. I had some pretty impressive falls on the bunny slope. I guess I was luckier than I even realized.

Then there was that time that I was too nervous to get off the chair lift in time on the bigger slope, and they had to stop it and help me down because by that point I was up too high to get down on my own...

shelleycoughlin said...

Mr. Short-Term can take a hike because Mr. Almost-Divorced sounds way more empathetic.

CarpeDM said...

I do not know who Natasha Richardson is but death is always sad. And I'm glad Rover has come home to you to hang out with Payday for eternity.

I'm agreeing with NPW about Mr. Short Term. I think you and Mr. Almost Divorced sound like a much better mix. Now meet him so I can live vicariously through you.

Anonymous said...

Not sure why I posted under the blogger login but oh well.

Anonymous said...

I liked Better Off Ted too. Every time the unfrozen guy started screaming, I couldn't stop laughing.

Sauntering Soul said...

Please accept my belated condolences on Rover. I don't know how I'm going to handle it when something happens to Bailey but I will try to handle it as well as you have with Rover. Hugs to you.

As far as vasectomies, I have a friend who has 3 kids. The third one was born years after her husband's vasectomy. They will now have one child who is a senior in high school and one who is in first grade. It's not exactly how she planned her life turning out, but she's definitely okay with it.

Anonymous said...

Mr. Short Term isn't sounding so great these days, but I would be careful regarding Mr. Almost Divorced. Because "Almost Divorced" is the same thing as "Married," which is generally the kind of guy you want to avoid. In the dating sense, I mean. I don't mean you should not interact with married men if they work in your office or anything. That would be rude.

3carnations said...

Saw your comment on Stefanie's post about your "insanely busy weekend." Can't wait to hear about it. Unless of course the insane part had to do with insane guy, in which case I'm just glad you're okay. Heh.