The Tall One has new glasses.
The old glasses were old. As in last-century old. As in before-Bowen-Island old. As in before he-got-so-tall old.
Wah! Did I mention that before?
The feet are growing, the hairs are sprouting, the voice — the voice is the hardest.
“Mum! I can’t sing the high notes anymore!”
There’s a little app on my iPhone which has recordings of his and Lulu’s voices from when they were wee — well, more wee than now, because it’s my second iPhone and they only last three years.
*sigh*
Time to talk about something else.
I have to make cupcakes for a community movie showing this afternoon. I can’t say I know the difference between a cupcake and a muffin. A cupcake sounds like something with white flour, sugar, butter, and colourful icing… Any suggestions?
I embarked on a dietary cleanse 1.5 weeks ago, the Wild Rose D-Tox. Mostly it involves not eating certain things (dairy, processed grains, yeast) and taking a few herbs with each meal. It’s not difficult and no big deal relative to how we generally eat (minus the dairy) and I was feeling pretty sanctimonious about how I wasn’t feeling anything, maybe this wasn’t doing anything useful, what about all the stuff I read about, etc.
Oh, how the mighty do fall. This past Wednesday I took to my quarters in the middle of the afternoon. Enough said.
Feeling better today thankyouverymuch, but there’s clearly something to be said for a little spring cleaning.
Happy Groundhog Day!
