1:38 pm March 17, 2010St.
Today is a very weird-feeling day.
Number 1 (though not most importantly), it’s St. Patrick’s Day. So I made sure that the kids and I were wearing green this morning. (Jachin would not wear a green shirt, so he walked out the door this morning with a black t-shirt and a lime green Omniture scarf wrapped around his neck. It was equal parts hilarious and oddly stylish.)
Number 2: I’m sort of a frickin wreck. I’m going on nearly zero sleep, because Jon was re-admitted to the U of U hospital last night. He’s still sick. I don’t know what else to say. ~327 sweet, caring people ask me every day how he’s doing, and I have nothing to tell them. Nothing. Nothing new. Nothing different. I finally broke down and flipped out in the car last night as I left the hospital. I was bawling as I squealed out of the parking garage, nearly taking out a family who were having a calm smoke break together on the curb. I suspect they reported me to the front desk, assuming that I had just escaped from the mental ward.
Number 3: I am so, so dang proud of my little brother, Paul. Today he entered the Missionary Training Center (that’s MTC to all of you hepcat Mormons), marking the official start of his LDS mission. He’s being sent to Orlando, Florida. In a few weeks he’ll be walking the streets, sporting the little black “Elder Brandenburg” name tag. If you see him there, please be kind. Feed him a meal, if you can. And if you utterly do not want to hear about the Book of Mormon, at least don’t swear at him and slam the door in his face. (Thank you in advance for that.)
Here he is (green tie and all) with Jachin, in front of the MTC, giving a manly fist bump.
And here is the most awesome picture of both me and my brother… taken by Jachin.
I know, right? I can only assume that the flattering photography is retribution for making him do a manly fist bump with his uncle.
No, I didn’t look at the picture directly after Jachin took it.
Yes, I should have.
So that’s kind of today: sleepy, weary, worried, proud, blurry… and green. Happy St. Patty’s Day.
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#1 totally sucks, what else can anyone say? Seriously, not fair, etc.
#2 – You rock, I’ve been sporting a purple tee and jeans all day, bah freaking humbug to the Irish. You are a way better mom than I am, but I did find green for all the kiddies. So, it could be worse right? Right.
#3 – Orlando is awesome, I love the pictures. You are the best sister EVER.
Book club – coming up – I’ll email details, and no it is not going to be at your house. I’m on it.
Ps – I love you!
Comment by Shahara — March 17, 2010 @ 5:40 pm
Is there anything we can do to help? From a billion miles away? I’m so sorry life is sucky right now and yet, so thankful you didn’t run over the smokers. It would only complicate things right now. Love to you and your family.
Comment by lisa milton — March 17, 2010 @ 9:50 pm
Its about time you had a break down. =) I was starting to worry. Were you really human? Had you been abducted by ailiens and replaced with some human cyborg who can handle anything with a smile? Now that you’ve had the good cry, without the homidcide charges, things in theory should start improving right? If they don’t feel free to ask the human cyborg to take your place again why you go on a vacation to Tahiti.
Comment by Diana — March 18, 2010 @ 11:01 am
First, loads of prayers for you guys; I’m sorry the illness nonsense continues.
Second, please don’t hate or have me arrested but your brother looks like a younger hotter Dexter and I’m a little bit in love.
Happy weekend
Comment by stephanie (bad mom) — March 20, 2010 @ 9:46 pm
@Stephanie: yeah, he turned out to be a really cute guy. Which, it’s weird to think of my bro like that… but he gets some chicks… =)
Comment by SuzyG — March 21, 2010 @ 8:34 pm