In my previous blog I discussed Denny’s take on the whole daily event today. It is funny how you expect someone to do something and they do the direct opposite of that. Saturday night Denny took me to a very nice restaurant here in the city. Though I thoroughly enjoyed the dinner its self, it was the discussion that I enjoyed the most. It is funny how when you think you have nothing new to learn about a person, they throw something new at you.
Over the years we have talked about making him my health proxy and there was no question to it. It never came to my mind that he would want me to do the same for him. I guess it is because physically and mentally, it is something that comes to mind with us. Saturday he told me that he wants me to be his. I guess it makes sense since out of anyone in his life, I know him the best. I feel both honored and frightful about his request. I have always said to him about me, how I didn’t want my son to have to make any serious decisions about me, because I don’t want him to regret it at any time in his life. Since discussing this issue with Denny, I wonder if maybe I am still too immature to handle it as well.
Maybe it is because of my sister’s passing and the way she died that is being brought up in my mind as I think about this. It is also because of the way she died that makes me want to have all my choices written down as well. I would never want to have anyone in my life watch me for months and see that the end is going to come anyways, so I want it to be sooner rather than later, to help those I love remember me as they know me now. I know this is way random but it is something that I am thinking about, especially since it was brought up on Saturday.
I totally wasted a perfectly good day of studying yesterday. I don’t know why I do this to myself. So here I am today, with a paper due tomorrow and all I have done is my cover sheet. To make matters even worse, it is friggin beautiful out there today. I even have a window open!! Almost 50 degrees out there, and here I am with my puter open and two word docs open, this one and my empty page where my two page paper is suppose to go. You can see that I am doing quite a bit on here but nothing on a graded paper. What is wrong with this picture? Alright I am going to end it here but first let me find a picture for today.
Ok this photo is the barrettes that I wore in the late 70’s. Mom used to freak when she would see me wearing only one, she said only loose girls wore them like that. I tried to explain to her that it was her generation that thought that and in mine it was actually kind of a kewl thing. She never understood and what I did was put both on when she was around and then remove one when she was not. Made life a whole lot easier. So do you all remember these? TTFN