a day of nicer moms

Today at school pickup time a nice mom talked to me! Dooniel, with 4 kids, and she talked about how she got married at like, 17, right out of early graduation from high school. She wants either a part time job or maybe going back to school if she can afford it. Anyway... nice... and sort of hilariously joking around with the Hippie Diva, Zian's dad the rock promoter. Jo and Scarlett also there... somehow today it was not that chilly alien experience it so often is.

I have MEGA CRAMPS and am bleeding like mad. I'm talking FWOOMP, the entire period is falling out of me all at once. It's like a menstrual tornado down there. I wish I could hide down cellar and wait it out. But no. You can't hide down cellar from your own body!

Oh yeah - another nice thing. I was worrying that Toomy's mom wasn't answering my emails or calls and maybe I pissed her off and she dropped me, which means Moomin loses his "best friend" though i fear it is a one-sided best friendship. I steeled up my nerve, called her again, and it turns out he has ballet rehearsals for his part in the Buttcracker - get this - 4 days a week and they don't tell the moms WHICH DAYS until the night before. So she is a slave to this thing until mid-December. It sounds like hell! Moomin is never fucking taking lessons for anything until he can ride his bike there or take the bus. I totally take it back about the gymnastics and saxophone lessons.

So... this afternoon was "early pickup". I crouched for an hour in the yard with dinosaurs and Moomin on a quest. "Look! Footprints! And I smell something... like seaweed, blueberries, and outer space!" "Okay! We'll make a trap." "No, first we have to go ask the Wise Old Beaver in the Swamp." "Okay." "Wise Old Beaver of the Swamp!" "Yes? *kachoo!*" "What is it that smells like blueberries and the ocean and outer space!" "It's the giant horned starfish monster with spikes, called, the GARFISH! He's in his laboratory on the other side of the world!" "Okay!"

It was a great game but I'm done with it now. I'm cooking chicken soup.

Back to pottering with my anthology manuscript...

Comments

[fran]

Take some magnesium for your cramps, you.

[badger]

Well, I could quaff some Mylanta. That has magnesium in it.

[Jenny]

The Red Tent! Think of the possiblities! Really, I've been telling Grace she needs to market the Menopausal Yurt. You need a little BadgerDen.

[badger]

OMG! Do you know the Girls in the Nose song, "Menstrual Hut"? I loved the part where they'd go, "I need a 6-pack of BIG RED..."

[Ms. Jane]

Buttcracker. Hee hee! Good one!