Sugared Harpy

I’m not sure if I’m supposed to feel good or guilty for consistently lacing meals prepared for NB with heart-healthy flax seed. I like to think he enjoys wondering what’s in his lasagna.

So sorry for leaving such a sad note up for so long. But you know, this week has been sad. I won’t even get into the abyss we saw when we realized that they had unearthed their stillborn son’s sarcophagus, two police officers held the tiny marble object and were getting ready to place it in with his father. After being at the funeral home for many hours, we all had to flee at this. Unbearable.

At the very least of this terrible event, my eldest cousin’s funeral did some of what they are supposed to do. It brought us closer to Grant’s siblings, and hopefully we spend more time with them than we had been. But Grant, hey, um, we didn’t need it to happen like this, okay?

In brighter notes, my younger son will be playing his trombone tonight the way he is meant to play it. Out on a football half time field with that brass shining high. I can’t wait to watch his joy!

And it is odd to see a lot of people you never see who have your features.

St. Charles policeman killed in crash

He had two very young children, a six year old daughter, a younger boy with autism. His wife is a few weeks pregnant. We weren’t as close as we should have been, but he made me smile a lot when I was little. My ex husband is a policeman in the area and called me early this morning, they don’t know what happened. He never hit the brakes.

He’s really, really going to be missed.

2pm. Standing in the office, facing receptionist.

Hi, I’d love to make an appointment as soon as possible.

Oh, well, we don’t usually take walk ins and we’re booked at the moment.

Yes. Okay. I’d like to make an appointment.

But, we don’t have any appointments available.

Okay. Yes. I’d like to make an appointment when you DO have some available.

We usually don’t take walk ins.

Uh huh. I’m not asking for a walk in appointment. I’m asking to make one. Would you like me to step outside and call you? To make an appointment? From the phone? Appointment?

Oh! I see! You want to make an appointment!

Yes.

Well, there’s one at 3:15!

So, in an hour.

Yes!

Thank you. I’ll take it. (For fuck’s sake.)