I Woke Up to Bleh

So after writing in my blog last night, I went around and started perusing other blogs.  Which I shouldn’t have done late at night, because it fired up the inner critic.  And when I woke up this morning, I just felt bleh.  I had started second-guessing myself.  “Why do I write, nobody will read this drivel?”  “I sound completely arrogant.”  “Am I trying to impress people with the use of the word ‘abscribe’?” and ending with “I am a complete moron.”  But you know what?  I used to more of a complete moron and I still seem to have friends, so I think it will be okay.

I had to go to the clinic this morning because hallelujah, they got some H1N1 vaccine in.  I didn’t have to be there until 8:30, which meant that technically I could have taken Rowan to school but I didn’t want to.  She was moody and teary and I can’t stand to look into those sad brown eyes when her face is all pink, it twists my heart up.  So I made Leif take her to school instead.  (I called him later on and he once again assured me that he thinks she just isn’t a morning person and really, she’s fine.  And that she’s probably pushing boundaries to see what she can get away with.)

I ended up getting to the clinic early and decided to get the worst cappuccino I’ve had in awhile at the coffee stop inside.  My first hint–the very nice lady behind the counter said, “Now just so you know, we don’t put sugar into our cappuccino, so it won’t be sweet.”  Hmmm. . . who does automatically put sugar into cappuccino, McDonalds?  And who’s complaining that you don’t?  Then when I got it, it had a head of pure white foam.  No crema there.   Which just goes to show that even when I try not to be a snob (really, I am not a gourmet coffee drinker), I can’t help myself.   That’s okay, at least I’ve tried it at a different place.

The shot went fine.  The doctor asked me if it hurt, and it did a little, but to me it was a completely irrelevant question.  I wanted to tell him, “Sir, I did the amnio and the chorionic sampling, I can handle your little needle.”  They should make a badge for that, “I did the Amnio!”  And I realized that though I still dislike needles (because really, what is there to like?) I am not really afraid of them.  Except perhaps the amnio.  Oh, and rabies shots, because those sound pretty hardcore too.

I went back on my merry way to work, listening to Salt ‘n’ Pepa on the radio, “What a Man.”  I’ve always liked them, brassy chicks.  I got to work and one of my colleagues had made carrot cake AND saved a piece for me.  So then I knew it would be a good day, watered down cappuccino and all.

Author: ~R

I write about life, people, and the things that interest in me. Which often includes death, sex, friendship, and the future of humanity. I hope for the best in people and I prepare for the worst. But no matter what happens, change is constant and everything will be ok.

One thought on “I Woke Up to Bleh”

  1. I always feel like a loser after reading other people’s blogs. They all seem to be great parents, nice people, and funny as hell, to boot.

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