May 16, 2010

Surgecenter


My sweet boy had his tonsils and adenoids out this week.  He came out of surgery as white as a ghost, but when he was coming to he had the biggest smile on his face.  He looked like he had just awoken from a two week nap and his cheeks were apple-ly and smile so wide.  But then he had trouble waking all the way up.  He kept tossing.  He would sit up and I would tell him to lie down and he would do it, only to toss and turn and sit up again.  He doesn't remember that I softly sang him awake.  But he says he does remember having the nurse follow us to the car.  I held him tight against me in the biggest hug, because I was so happy that everything went smoothly. 

He has happily eaten popsicles, sorbet, and even lactose free Breyers ice cream.  And we discovered Macaroni and Cheese (with the whole cheese part, there is no point in buying it).  But for some reason, I just cooked the pasta part and poured in some of his milk and he gobbled it down.   It must be the boiling it for 12-14 minutes that just makes it so soft you don't even need to chew. 

I'm happy to have him home and safe.

May 4, 2010

If I were a flower...


I have oft tried to choose a favorite flower and somehow I always fail.  There are too many:  the tree peony, the gardenia, the ranunculus. But this week I went to the Flower Mart in San Francisco three times, and on one of my trips I decided.

Lily of the Valley.  It is my favorite.  It is delicate and understated and the most delightful fragrance.

Normally the tiniest bunch is thirty dollars because it is imported.  But this week, I heard the magic word:  LOCAL.  I got my sweet Lily for ten dollars and have looked at it on my desk and smiled everyday.

I have to say that if I were a flower, I would want to be a Lily of the Valley.  I would want to be everything she is everyday.