Day 94

Wednesdays are my easy days. Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, and even most Fridays have after school activities that keep me busy until early evening. Judging by the way I just spent the last two hours, I need to be busy.

I made dinner. I went on a two second walk. Then, I spent 300 hours on the internet. I can’t even tell you where I went or what I saw because it’s all an brain-numbing blur. It started off with a text from a friend mentioning Pepsi and Kendall Jenner. “Obviously I missed something,” I replied. Then, I googled.

From there I read articles about the photographs of Ieshia Evans and the Tiananmen Square protests of 1989, which lead me to an article about the latter’s sale to China and what that might mean.

Somehow, inexplicably, this led me to Tavi Gevinson. Do you remember her? Years ago she was the 12 year old intellectual fashion blogger who liked to make herself look as ugly as possible (her words) as some sort of feminist statement. (I always thought she was the inspiration behind this cute young adult novel.) She later started the popular online magazine, Style Rookie. She’s 20 now, but published recently a painful, uncomfortable-to-read diary entry on the end of her relationship with an older man on her 18th birthday. Naturally, I had to figure out the name of the older man, who I assumed was a quasi-celebrity. Answer: here. Reading that post got me reading about Sam and Aaron Taylor-Johnson, which then lead to marriage tips from celebrities.

I didn’t click on the celebrity marriage tips link. Every fall has a bottom, and my bottom is above “marriage tips from celebrities.” That doesn’t say much, I know.

Day 93

Do you remember the episode of Seinfeld (The Chinese Woman) where Kramer stopped wearing underwear because he was worried they might affect his fertility? He went from briefs, to boxers, to commando. He found the change exhilarating.

I’m on day 33 of my social media fast and I’m loving every minute of it! I know I said I didn’t see the difference at first, but now? I’m a fan. Okay, I’ve had some social media interaction if I include posting links to this blog on Facebook using a personal account that has no posts, no friends, and no likes. It’s an empty account that gives me no access to everything Facebook offers. In short, if it’s happening on Facebook, I don’t know about it. I don’t get caught up in the drama going on at school. I don’t have to read ridiculous political opinions. I don’t know the existence, let alone the date, of the next home party.

It’s been great, but Lent is coming to an end and I’m afraid of what’s next. I haven’t decided if I’m going to go back to posting on Facebook and Instagram. I’m afraid I’m going to get lost in the time suck that is Instagram. That Explore feature is deadly.

I have about two weeks to figure it out.

Day 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92 of walking

I know. Six days gone and all I have to show are two measly pictures. Last week was pretty crazy. On Wednesday Mikey won first place in his category at the county science fair! He’ll move on to state at the end of the month. He also was invited to Broadcom MASTERS, so we’ll be working on that, as well.

On Thursday we worked all day and then headed off to Los Angeles. We had an early morning pine nut challenge appointment for Nico at Children’s Hospital Los Angeles on Friday and didn’t want to deal with the traffic. That appointment is a super long story, but the short of it is that he is highly allergic to pine nuts–like I suspected and his previous doctor denied. Looking back, I can see the hand of God guiding us to this point. It’s a relief to finally have answers after two long years. It’s a shame the answers aren’t exactly as we hoped (he’s also mildly allergic to peanuts, brazil nuts, and hazel nuts).

I started eating according to my old CEA HOW plan again. It’s day two, which means I’m hangry and want to murder everyone.

Onward and upward! We can do this!

Day 86 of walking

I had the longest day! At 6:11 a.m., Mikey and I were at the convention center for the science fair regionals (we go back tomorrow for the award ceremony to see where he placed) and from there I went to my theology class. I got home from theology in time to go to karate with the boys. I just walked in the door at 8:57 p.m. Whew!

I was out of the house all day and I hate that, but it was still an awesome day. I got to be just mom today, cheering Mikey on while he did what he does best (excel academically) and then cheering both boys on at karate–Mikey, after he started to get a post-stress headache and Nico, after he got pummeled by a girl half his size.

I had the greatest, longest day.

Day 82, 83, 84, and 85 of walking

I had every intention to blog my walk on Friday, but I went to a funeral and came home beat. Yes, another funeral and another cancer victim. I guess I’m getting to that age, though I don’t remember my mom going to so many funerals.

In other news, one of our neighbors gave up on yard work two years ago. His weeds are almost as tall as his house; I am not exaggerating. The entire street calls code enforcement every few months, he removes everything, and then the process starts all over again. I try to give him the benefit of the doubt and remember that I don’t know what is going on in his life, but most of the time I think mean thoughts and glare as I drive by in hopes my fiery stare will burn the weeds to the ground like some form of suburban deforestation.

The other neighbors have beautiful xeriscapes, the kind birds like to hang out in after a long day in the air. I tried to get a couple of pictures of the hawk hanging out in the birdbath, but he took off as I approached. I’m sure he was off to the veritable rodent buffet living in the weeds next door.

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