After much deliberation and consideration, Holly decided to begin the medication (I don't even know what it's called, she's said it a couple times but I haven't tried to even commit it to memory) to induce her body to, let's say, "start anew."
Holly did really well, all things considered. I took the two hooligans out so she could have a break, after another neighbor brought a delicious dinner, where we went to the grocery store and Office Max. We had only two episodes; one where Tessa, unbeknownst to me, opened up the bag of grapes I put in the cart and began snacking (ugh... the lack of at least rinsing them makes my nose wrinkle in disgust) and then when I accidentally walked by the candy area of the Office Max. The two broke out, in an ear piercing harmony of song in frustration, when I walked away without fulfilling their requests.
As I was saying, Holly did really well. The cramping, from her explanation, was painful but she didn't complain much as she lay quietly on the couch watching "Housewives of Orange County"; she endured the stomach pains, while I endured the pains of subjecting myself to that odd group of women in Southern California and their TV Show.
One of the things that kept me up tonight was looking through pictures on the computer. I stumbled on a collection of images captured by Landon. It's always funny to me to see what he elects to photograph but it warms my heart as I peruse his collection.
I did notice he has a favorite subject... Or at least one at his same eye level.
I don't love very many people as much as I love Holly! She's a rock--beautiful, funny, sweet and entertaining rock. She takes what life has to offer and makes it beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI love her. And you. and the blog. and the children. I do not love the dog.
oh and I love Landon's photography and his model...it's fun to see things at his eye level.
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