The Queen's Rambles

I’m feeling pretty blue these days thanks to hormone surges, sleep deprivation and chronic pain and uncertainty about my health’s future. I need to stop dwelling, though. There are good things in life!

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Like this handsome lad. He’s a sweet boy when he’s not being a total shit head. Today he told me not to worry about grocery shopping. He’d do it if I’d just drop him off. I’m sure he could do a fairly decent job of buying stuff. It wouldn’t be what we wanted, but he knows how shopping works.

And I’m not an abused wife! That’s always a good thing. Mike doesn’t want to go out in public with me until the botched IV bruise goes away. He thinks everyone would think he abuses me, but I don’t know how he would have given me a bruise there. He said he could have slammed my arm in the door. He put a little too much thought into it.

Other good things:

*Polynesian Chicken Wraps, which are probably not very Polynesian at all since I’ve totally re-done the recipe. I’m obsessed and can’t get enough of them.

Basically you bread some chicken tenders in curry seasoned flour and fry them up. Squirt lime juice over them after they drain a little.

Get a big ol’ tortilla and fill it with cooked jasmine rice, the chicken, cilantro, green onions and mango sauce. It’s only good if you have the mango sauce (half Major Grey’s chutney and half sour cream). I think it might be tasty with chopped peanuts, but never remember to buy peanuts. I have also made it with rotisserie chicken and that was pretty good too. Serve it warm.

*Arranged. We watched this on Netflix streaming the other night and I really enjoyed it. It’s about the friendship between two young women who are getting ready to enter into arranged marriages, one Orthodox Jew and one Muslim. Very good!

*The Girl Who Chased the Moon by Sarah Addison Allen. This is her third book and this one is just as enjoyable as her other two. I wish I knew what to call the genre so I could find similar books, but I’ve never read anything quite like it before. They are all set in the modern day south, but in small little towns that have magic. I guess technically they would be fantasy, but they aren’t fantasy like I think of fantasy. It is just weird little magical things in the town like wall paper that changes to suit the mood of the occupant or a guy who can smell and see cake particles. Strange, but very well written and very satisfying.

*A non-screamy baby. I can’t say this one enough. Today I was finally reading the baby care booklet the hospital sent home. It is basically worthless for an experienced mom, but one part said “never shake or throw the baby no matter how frustrated you get.” I was thrilled to realize I haven’t wanted to shake this baby a single time. With Erik I felt like I was often on the verge of shaking or throwing him. It took every ounce of motherly love I possessed to put him in his swing and go hide in the bathroom with the water running. All that screaming takes a major toll on a person’s mental and emotional well being. With out the constant screaming I am not feeling one step away from child abuse. That’s what I call a great thing.

And now I’m off to bed. I think my last good thing of the night is percocet. I still have a bunch left from a couple of weeks ago and I think I need one, even if they do make me really stupid.