I don't know why, but LEGS will ask me if I want a glass of water. I usually say No. Then I see HIS glass of water. Its beautifully clear, with the perfect amount of ice, sweating......in a pretty glass. Then suddenly I get so thirsty- its like I have been crawling through a dry desert for days and its not a mirage his glass of water is real......Why does HIS water taste better than my POTENTIAL water?
Last night we tried to watch a movie off the instant que function on Netflix. It was amusing for several reasons. Do you ever feel overwhelmed with the amount of choices we have today? There are so many movies to choose from that I think its hard for both of us to pick one. I often feel like this in the toothpaste section at the store- yes I want whitening, but I don't like that flavor, I heard Colgate is better than Crest, but what about cavity protection? Do you get the one that tastes good or the horrible looking "old people" toothpaste?
Anyway my point is that it was interesting the movies that I looked more closely at versus the ones that LEGS looked at. Like the movies he examined were ones that I just skimmed over and the ones that I looked at were the ones that he went over at the speed of light. Or I love it when he refuses to watch a movie, then I do the bottom lip out, bat of the eyes pouty dance and he gives in- then thoroughly enjoys it. He gets mad because when I see he likes it- I say "Man this is such a bogus movie, we should turn it off, I don't know why I even picked it out."
I went to the Doctor today. I always hate the Doctor's office, I feel like they really don't care about you or your health problems. Its always freezing cold, I always wonder what are they trying to do- freeze us out so they can take us to the morgue sooner- or do people who are cold b*tch less than people that are hot? My mind also wanders places that it just shouldn't, like I wonder what is wrong with everybody. I come up with these elaborate stories, like that guy over there- yeah the one with the funny face- has some disease they don't even know about- sh*t we made eye contact did he know that I was diagnosing him? Sh*t he is still looking at me.......well so much for that......It was a complete waste of my time.......they can't do anything without the results of my ZOMBIE blood....(insert zombie jerk and spit...)
They had the news on in the Doctor's office. The coverage of the North Korea attack on South Korea was on. When I see these things, it really troubles me. I am no longer afforded the luxury of seeing conflicts on the news and showing a distant concern secretly thinking in the back of my mind THANK GOD ITS NOT HERE. I see the faces of the people that I know, love, and call friends that are going to be over there during this mess. The potential sacrifices of families and those of my Grandfather and his men during the Korean war haunt my mind- sometimes I choke up and can't bare the anger and sadness.........sometimes I feel like the world is too much for me.........( is a ZOMBIE tantrum appropriate here?)
After that ridiculous fiasco I went to the gym to sit in the sauna for awhile. One of my favorite people I have ever met down here is a 4ft. Korean lady named "Miss Judy Looty." She got the nickname running races- she is in very good shape for being 80- works out every single day even on bad knees....
I haven't seen her in awhile because I have been going to the gym later in the day. She was so happy to see me- she came running up and hugged me (side note: I am sweaty in the sauna) - she said she thought I left without saying goodbye. She is so cute. Don't wear your shoes on the sauna benches or bring up politics- she's a small angry Korean lady who will tell you like it is!!!
Her English is hysterical, she wears this purple shower cap, puts cream on her face, and does these funny looking exercises for her knees- and she is the biggest chatter box! She told me that she was in Germany twice- and they loved her because she made them Kimchi and the Germans love Kimchi (makes sense-sauerkraut). It comforted me that she could navigate and make lifetime friends in Germany with her English being so mediocre.
She is one of my lifetime friends although she doesn't know it yet. She has touched me a way that I shall always remember. Her husband died 5 years ago, they were married for a very, very, VERY long time. She says she still announces her arrival home because she forgets he is gone, smiles when she talks about him and sometimes she cries- in a modest, joyful sort of way. She has made me see that a love like that is possible and that you can continue to live life and bring happiness to others even when you are operating with just your ARMS and not your LEGS.
I have had a lot of time to think today about how people come into your life and touch you, change you, and they don't even realize it. Most the time you don't either. Until years later.
Like that neighborhood friend that you used to kick it with- all those stages, playing dress up, dressing up, summer days, school days. The parents that were around- to provide a safe place for us to act like idiots- back when things were all rainbows (; D). The teacher in High School that inspired you to follow your dreams, the College Professor that demonstrated you are ACTUALLY intelligent, meeting a very special man in Uniform who makes you feel like you can take on the world while he is actually out taking it on, Co-workers that have your back, Forever Friends, Acquaintances that show you comfort in a strange place, Siblings, parents, in-laws- FAMILY.......you could never be who you are without them.....
Just another day in the life of an unlikely military wife....**
OMG that's a beautiful blog post!!! You really are gifted.
ReplyDeleteHAHAHA! The Korean lady reminds me of what Choi might be like as a woman. HARDA MORE!!! Love your blog girl, miss you!
ReplyDelete-Michelle