In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Happyness 

Got some sleep last night. Instead of me going down to sleep on the couch last night, Mario went. (He's been coughing at night, so neither of us have been getting much sleep.) I closed the bedroom door and turned on music, so I couldn't hear him coughing. I know it sounds heartless, but if I hear him I worry and try to do something about it, but there ain't nuthin' I can do. Eventually I fell to sleep. Oh, don't worry about Mario; he went to sleep long before I did.

This morning we went to see the surgeon. She looked up my nose. All clear. I was very relieved and quite happy. She said another one of her patients who had polyps that kept coming back went off wheat, and her polyps went away, too. We asked her if there was anything in the medical literature about this, and she said if you dig enough it's there under celiac disease. I'm certainly going to stay off gluten.

This was Mario's first time out of the house in a week, so we decided to go to lunch and a movie. Lunch was at Blossoming Lotus, and the movie was the Pursuit of Happyness. We both really liked it. Yes, it was long and it was sappy, but it's a true story (or mostly true), and we just really rooted for the guy. I am continually appalled at the amount of homelessness and hunger in our country, and it's amazing that Chris Gardner was able to pull himself out of that life. Plus I nearly always enjoy Will Smith, ever since I saw him in Six Degrees of Separation. (No, I did not enjoy Wild West. Yuck, bleck, and bleck again. And I've never seen the Bad Boys movies.) Maybe I'm getting soft. I don't care. I cried my eyes out. (What an interesting expression.) And people in the theater clapped at a couple of places in the movie, and when it was over, people stayed in the theater watching the credits and talking. It was nice.

Okay. I'm hoping to sleep tonight, and I'm hoping my sweetheart can sleep without coughing. It is very cold tonight, and we're expecting another storm tomorrow. Freezing rain. Don't like freezing rain much. It destroys trees and other such things, plus the roads are terrible, plus the electricity almost always goes out, and in the middle of the freaking winter when it's really really cold, it's kind of scary...Take a breath, Kim!

But I need to live in the now, baby. And now I is goin' to sleep.

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