I'm suffering through learning new technology: new phone, new video cam, New software, new blog layout.
I don't want to learn this now.
But I am, today. . . . maybe.
I'll synch our phones.
X had his first long fieldtrip yesterday to the zoo at Southwick, only about twenty minutes formmy sister's home in Mass.
He loved it and now wants a bird.
No way in hell, a bird would be indoor catfood with droppings and feathers all over but in my chemo whoozy side effect busting mind bending drugs, I almost said yes when he asked for the bird as a pet.
I caught myself as x started to crawl toward me, arms outstretched leaning in for a hug, kiss, and snugglefest he only reserves for when he gets something he really. Wants.
"Oh no. Oo no." I say, coming to my senses and launching into the reasons: its dirty. We can't clean it, no time to feed it, the cat would eat it and dad says no too. He can visit at the pet store, then I fall asleep, feeling ok, and hoping I Am recovering.