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i’ll be in The Park for a couple days…. Mom’s scheduled for heart catheterization today.  It’s an outpatient procedure, but highly recommended that someone spend the night. 

The plan from my family members was to have DQ, Jr. stay over.  That would be the 13 year old.  On a school night.  My sister, S, was the other option, but she’s had the flu, so that was off the table.

I’ll be spending the night there, under a pile of cheap plastic crap, in a recliner in Mom’s living room, being nibbled by fleas.  And thinking about that nice, puncture wound in her femoral artery… i hate puncture wounds. 

But it will keep my mind off the spiders circling my head…

What bugs me…

When asked what i’m afraid of, the answer is always the same:  outliving my children.  It won’t matter if i’m 90 and they are in their 60’s, it’s simply the worst thing i can think of…

Typically, this statement is met with a “whoa… that’s heavy.” response.  It also has a serious buzzkill effect if some poor bastard happens to ask me that at a party.  But, if the questioner hasn’t run away, i always follow up with “oh, yeah.  that and spiders.”

Sometimes you have to stick around for the punchline…

A good friend shared an e-mail she got from her husband, with the subject line “must be shared…”.  His additional comment was “because no one likes to have nightmares alone.” 

I just liked that turn of a phrase… and liked this link even more!  It’s a shame that science class isn’t taught this way – we’d have fewer dropouts.  

Fortunately, it’s about insects and not spiders.  I can deal with the 6-legged types.  But add two more legs?  I’m on a chair screaming…

warning – there’s some gnarly stuff in the link, especially the videos.  not recommended for the squeamish…