Hodgepodge o' Stuff
I've been laying low off of Vox this week, or at least low for me, because I need to really get at work stuff. May is pretty much shot because of the Eastern Europe trip with MomH and - I may have jury duty next week. Yay! Not. I have to call in on Tuesday to see if I need to report. Why couldn't I get called in the summer when I don't have as much work going on?
Anyway, just to make sure this isn't a super lame post, here's an H Family Story for you. This will give you a little insight on what a normal conversation is like in my family. And maybe raise the quality to a simply lame post from super lame.
As reported earlier, but briefly, Brother Ray had eye surgery and the post surgery recovery didn't go all that well, what with passing out and seizures and not being able to see and such. But he's fine now so we can tell these stories.
A week before the surgery, MomH and I were talking on the phone for our Sunday call.
MomH: "Ray is going in for eye surgery this week."
Me: "Is he doing LASIK?" (Which Brother Steve and I both had done. We H's are blind as bats.)
MomH: "No, he's doing some new thing that's supposed to be better and cheaper."
Me: "Cheaper!?!?! He's not going to some discount place is he?"
MomH: "He's going to U of M." (University of Michigan Eye Clinic)
Me: "Oh, then he should be in good hands."
MomH: "Well - it is a teaching hospital."
Me: "Oooh... Yikes. Hopefully he won't have first year students working on him."
So then we went on and made student doc jokes for a while. Then a week after the surgery, I called to check in on him. Let me clarify - I called Mom. My brothers and I don't pick up the phone and call each other. It's just not what we do.
Me: "How's Raymond?" (I never call him Ray. And I pronounce it "Raymin", really fast with a Michigan twang.)
MomH: "I saw him outside so he must be good." (Mom and Dad live across the road from the farm and see everything that's going on.)
Me: "But can he see yet?"
MomH: "He went to bow shooting tonight." (There's an indoor archery range nearby)
Me: "I suppose he needs to see for that."
MomH: "But he's REALLY good."
Me: "That's right - and blind people do archery, right?"
MomH: "Oh yes, there are competitions. He would do really well."
Me: "He could even compete in the Paralympics!"
Raymond won't be competing in the Paralympics any time soon, as his eyesight has returned and he's completely able-bodied. But if that were to change, we have plans for him.
That's all I gots for today.
Oh, and I'll throw in this quote from my Franklin Planner. It's yesterday's, but still pretty fresh for this 'hood.
The more you try to be interested in other people, the more you find out about yourself. - Thea Astley
Oh wait, both Brother Steve and Brother Ray had their birthdays in March. Here's the pic I would have posted had I remembered to do so at the time.
NOW that's all I gots. Later, peeps!
Comments
Oh, how I know that. My bro and I have had to learn since Mom went to the home and then died, though. Somehow I don't get as much detail without Mom mediating, though.
We're blind too, but ascared of lasers.
If we didn't laugh, we would be crying a lot. It's a coping strategy.
Plus, we're all a bunch of smart-asses. It's a good time at the H house when we all get together.