Mama Mia Chronicles

So I went to dinner with a friend on Friday, we went to this really good sushi place. After we had dinner we walked around the mall we're in and she shows me this spa place sounds good to me. So we can get a bunch of things done but decide on the fish therapy. Now you maybe wondering what the heck is fish therapy much like myself.

Basically you sit around this built in fish tank and you roll your pants up and you put your feet in the aquarium and let the fist eat your dead skin!!! My friend put her feet in and they covered her entire leg from the knee down, just eating her dead skin! I was so grossed out and the session is only a half hour long mind you that I couldn't put my feet in it. About 5 mins before our time was up I managed to put my heels in it and it was freaky. I was not about to have my legs covered in little fish for them to eat calluses, dead skin or anything else on me.

It felt really funny there was a strong vibration which I think is from the fish swimming and not them eating, or at least I hope. It tickled and didn't hurt at all, more mind over matter, well for me.

The ironic thing is I had sushi for dinner and then little fish had me for dinner!!! Oh and maybe your wondering how much does one pay for fist to eat thier dead skin? 38 ringgit so about $10 usd.

DD

Often times I find myself looking to the side and wondering if I actually just said that! I don't know if anyone else does that, but these type of conversations have became such a norm in this household. For example, one day my 3 yo came to me wearing just underwear, which was also put on wrong side up front. I look at him, and we make this exchange:

Me: Where are your pants?
Him: They are too wet!
Me: How did they get wet!
Him: I peed myself!
Me: You put your underwear on the wrong way.
Him: No I didn't, see (he shows me the picture of spider man that should have been in back)
Me: Ok, whatever works for you!
Him: Mom, your hair is too pretty!
Me: (speechless) -it must have something to do with peed underwear, now I try to process the conversation.

My 5 yo keeps me entertained all the time, and I can't possibly remember all of it. On one occasion we were driving in the car and he asked me "Mom, are people made out of chicken?". Let me ponder on that one for a sec.

The other day, S came to me all serious: "Mom, dad is allergic to fur, right?", I was like "To cat fur, yes!". He goes on: "Fish don't have a fur." I was like:"No they don't". He goes on" So daddy is not allergic to fish?". (can you see where this is going). I said: " No, last time I checked he was not allergic to fish". Then the bomb: "Can I have fish mom, please? I'll take really good care of it." My response: "Let me think about it:-)". He's been sitting on my head for days now asking for fish.

I see a fish in my future. Could have been worse, it could have been a puppy!!!

Do you ever have those moments when it hits you HARD how lucky you are to have your SO? And I am not talking just the regular..."he's so cute", or "Aw, isn't he awesome" when he buys you something nice, or surprises you with something...I mean the thank you Lord for him, kinda moment.

Well, I had a couple recently. My father just passed away...and after putting down the phone after having my brother break the news to me, I had a big ole primal cry for myself. Then when I was sufficiently calmer to be able to be coherent, I called my husband. Well, he said, "I'll be right home". I tried to argue that he didn't need to as he couldn't do anything anyway, but through his own tears he just said..."I'm on my way".

He was home a short while later, and just held me while I cried-no unecessary words...no brave statements...just held me. I was so lost, but he sprang into action and starting making arrangements for all of us to head down to South Africa...pronto.

While there I watched him cry with my mother, help my brothers with arrangements etc. The most touching moment was seeing him break down when my father's coffin was closed. He had only known my dad for a short time...but has become such a part of the family, that he felt the great loss too. I can never begin to put into words what I felt seeing my love being alternatively brave & strong for me, and then hold my mom's hand and cry with her...I am blessed...and I know it.

This is for you Ms. D so you don't feel to silly about your pant issue;).

Today the driver took all of us to the kids school to drop them off, as I'm getting out of the van to get the kids inside I look down and notice that I'm wearing MY SLIPPERS!!!! I was mortified and prayed so hard that no one would look at my big black fluffy slippers LOL. Emmy gets out of the car and says hey mommy why are you wearing your slippers and I said well I have no idea why, not a clue. I told hubby that next time we leave the house to please look at my feet and be sure that I'm wearing shoes no slippers.

Buffy I'm sure there is a similar story that you'd like to share, no?

DD