February 03, 2011

Motivational Lows

I'm not really sure what to think of this mess in Egypt except that I'm glad I'm not there nor is any of my family. I don't know how much I trust the news to tell me what is really going on. I find our news so slanted, both ways, never unbias, that I have a hard time thinking, 'In our own politics they are partisan, but NOT in international politics, NO WAY!'

So... I just know that I think it is scary, but I'm hopeful. We'll see...


Bones was pretty sick earlier this week and stayed home. He is growing up.

Typically when he is sick, the quantity of clothes he is NOT wearing is in direct proportion to how sick he is. If he's well:fully clothed, feeling a bit cruddy: no shirt, feeling pretty awful: just underwear, feeling sick as a big dog: naked, in his blanket, huddled on the couch.

Considering I think of him my sprite or my Brownie (one of the first books I ever read) with his high energy levels and impish ways, to find him huddled on a couch is rather disturbing. All is not right with that little world when he's in that state.

This whole naked in a blanket thing... yeah... he's 11. I finally said he's going to have to start wearing clothes when he's not well. I have this horrible fear that he's going to be a grown man with this same habit. "Don't feel well? Strip down to nothing and huddle on the couch!"

I think progress has been made though. As sick as he was this week, we managed to keep it an underwear day.

And as I told them at work, there is some unsuspecting little girl out there that will one day grow up and marry my son. I pray for her little soul every night... I pray for the patience she will need.

Good grief.


One of the guys I work with got furloughed for two weeks. He's a 65 year old man. He informed one of my co-workers that when he was off, he just hung around the house naked.

It saved on laundry.

My co-worker was shaking her head with TMI. When he left she said, "Bou. Bones may not grow out of it..." Gah!


Struggling to post as of late. It will be quiet. Lots going on in my head... nothing that needs to be here.

Just... not motivated.

Oh... Bones is going permanently unmedicated now. It's been a month. Too many side effects. He's making progress with coping. Let's see how his grades are... because going back on... is not an option.

Just hanging onto that rollercoaster...

Posted by Boudicca at February 3, 2011 10:46 PM

My solution to the whole naked thing has always been to wear a large, terrycloth robe (or however it's spelled) It's like wearing a blanket, but it's still clothes, and you still have the option of a blanket.

Posted by: Andrew Phule at February 4, 2011 05:24 AM

Maybe you should get him a snuggie.

Posted by: morrigan at February 4, 2011 07:58 AM

I almost never get sick, but when im really, really ill I'm with bones on this one.
The less clothes the better. Huddled in a super soft blanket on the couch or bed, staring at the tv.
Most of the women in my life have just accepted it... Including my lesbian next door neighbor when I lived in an apartment in Austin. She would come in, ignoring my nudity and bring me soup or meds or juice.
Women, if they truly care about you, will adapt.
The little girl who is destined for bones will be someone very special.

Posted by: K-nine at February 4, 2011 10:07 AM

Definitely keep him off the meds. So many drugs have serious side effects it is scary.

Posted by: BMorrison at February 4, 2011 05:04 PM