Friday Fragments is brought to you by the ever-lovely, ever-eloquent Mrs.4444. If you would like to take part, please go check her out, sign the little Mr. Linky thingy, and post your Friday Fragments. They are all the little thoughts running around, posts that didn’t quite get fully formed or different things you have seen during the week. Lots of fun!
***Hannah went to get her hair done after the hearing on Monday. I came home from work to find a different girl. They cut off a shitload of hair; I don’t know exactly how much, but a good 6-8 inches at least-from below her bra line to just barely at her shoulders. I think she looks really good, and I think she feels good as well.
***Almost every morning I see the same sweet elderly couple walking down the sidewalk holding hands. It makes me smile every time I see them.
***Holy smokes, do we have bugs right now or what? Earlier this week when I went to fill up the dog’s food dish, there were five big-ass beetles sort of scurrying around in it. The way they looked didn’t especially bother me, but the sound of their scrabbling little legs around the tin pie pan gave me the heebie-jeebies.
***I have been a single parent for so long-most of my parenting life, in fact-that it is a huge part of my identity. One of hte struggles I am having with Steve moving in is figuring out now just what that means. We were talking about that last night, how for him being the Older Single-Never-Been-Married Single Guy has been such a huge part if HIS identity that he is also in the same place in terms of redefining himself. This isn’t bad, it isn’t like, “oh, my god, this is terrible…” No, it is just a big period of adjustment.
***Our town has a week-long Fourth of July celebration, starting tomorrow. We’re talking food in the park every day, music and entertainment in the bandstand, of course the fireworks and the parade. When we first moved here it was all I could do to go to the fireworks; to stand in this huge crowd and be jostled and bumped by hundreds of people I didn’t know really freaked me out, but I didn’t want the kids to miss it. It is a testament to the power of anti-depressants (I am on one that is also used to treat Generalized Anxiety Disorder) and working a good AA program and going to therapy that not only will I go this year willingly, but am actually looking forward to it. I shake my head at the wonder of it all sometimes.
***Michael Jackson dead. Wow. I actually really liked some of his stuff, and it is a tragedy that he died so young, and so suddenly. However, I am just going to come right out here and say that he was O.D.D., and I have a hard time believing that people are as shocked as they are, you know?