Another birthday came and went - the big 35. I'm thankful to have another year in this beautiful place. I loved Father's Day - saw my dad for a bit and hung out with my brother for a really long time. It was awesome.
We did this crazy thing that I suppose people do when they've had too much to drink. Remember stiff as a board, light as a feather? That game you played at slumber parties? (Well pretend you remember if you don't!) Its kinda like that.
My brother sat in a chair in the middle of the kitchen. My brother's taller than me and not a tiny guy...so we'll say he weighs about 225. Four of us stood around him, forming a square. (like two were directly across from each other and so were the other two. I know I'm not making sense, work with me here!) Each of us clasped our hands together, intertwining our fingers, and then made like a play gun with our hands - our two pointy fingers sticking out. Then we each placed our hands like that under the chair and attempted to lift him. As you can imagine, we were unsuccessful.
Then, we each placed our hands over his head, one at a time, in order, about an inch between each hand. As we were doing this, I could feel sort of an energy moving through my hands...it was so weird. Anyway, so we held them there for a moment, and then we each removed our hands, one at a time, in the same order we'd placed them there. Then, we made the little pointy finger gun with our hands and attempted to lift him again. This time we lifted him very high, very quickly, and he wasn't heavy at all.
WHOA. Now tell me - why did that work?!?!
I thought - okay this is stupid. I hadn't been drinking, my daughter hadn't been drinking (obviously), so we knew it wasn't that. So, we tried it again with Louie, with my daughter, and each time the result was the same. My brother said he'd done it at a party with a 300 lb guy and the guy hit his head on the ceiling.
Spooked me out. If anyone's ever heard of this - please let me know. I'm starting to imagine some quantum physics explanation or something. That SHOULD NOT have worked!
Just gonna put this out there...
I'm having some surgery next week and I'm a little freaked about it. I mean, its necessary (I'm not THAT stupid) but I'm a bit skeered. I'll spend the night in the hospital and hopefully go home the next day.
I haven't had surgery in like...20 years. There's a lot involved in preparation and screening and more consent forms than I've ever seen in my life. Yeah, I'm a bit nervous, but I know I'll be fine. I get to have two of them this year, and let's just say I'll be glad when they're over. Yes, I'm completely grateful to be able to have this done to improve my quality of life, and I'm grateful for the medical insurance and medical care I have access to. I'm working on keeping the ultimate goal in mind: improved quality of life. I'll be even gratefuller when I wake up on the flip side and all is well.
Anywho...I'll see all of you in about two weeks.