Can You Hear Me Now?

Thank you dear Jaz for the link you left in my comments yesterday. I am totally getting that velcro easy manage bra that’s on sale super cheap!!

Yes, I opened with a sentence about bras. I have my priorities, and that is one of them right now!!

It is 3:00 p.m. and I just got out of the shower, so I haven’t even attempted my own bra yet. With no home care today, I took the leisurely route. It’s been a long time since I could do that. I stayed in bed and cuddled kittens until about 11:00 and it was wonderful! I am back to getting in and out of the shower like I did before, just with being a little more careful because of my balance. So maybe freeing myself from home care isn’t too far off. But I LIKE that she makes my bed and scoops the cat litter boxes… I am in no hurry to get rid of the help for those reasons alone!

Yesterday I did go to the mall, which was super crowded. I haven’t subjected myself to a Saturday in Walmart for awhile. It was gross! I bought a new pair of jeans. They’re sort of a low-rise style, that I really don’t think fat people should wear, but it’s hard to find anything else these days. I promise not to wear them with a tank top or anything tight and/or that shows my (Costco Size) muffin top. I AIN’T STUPID. I also bought some “travel size” items because I LOVE sample size shampoo and body wash and stuff, so any excuse to buy them. I also got my latte - they didn’t have soy milk on Wednesday so I passed on it then. So, I’m almost caught up… shopping, lattes, staying in bed until whenever… life is getting back to normal, finally.

I just took a break to get dressed and eat a sandwich. Can I get a “yeehaw”?! I dressed myself! I can’t wait to get an easy front closure bra, though. I’m just sayin’.

Foster Parents Plan have assigned me to a new child. Makoura and her family have “moved on from the program”, whatever that means. Maybe they moved to a different community that is supported by World Vision instead! Hehe. I have no idea, I just hope they’re okay. Anyway, my new child is also a 9 year old girl (born New Year’s Day!) in Africa, name Safi. What kind of freaks me out is that her mother is only 23 and her father is 41, which means her mom was all of 14 when she married a 32 year old and started pumping out babies (there are 3 - the youngest is 1 year old, named Valentine… how sweet). Can you imagine. Her mom looks a lot older than 23 in her picture, and I’m sure she feels it too! I used to have a wonderful housekeeper from Africa who married a 32 year old over there (arranged by her parents) when she was just 15 and had a daugfhter. She was 21 when I knew her (they had been here about a year) and trying to get a divorce and sole custody of her child. She was abused and needed a restraining order and everything too. I was helping her go through Legal Aid. So that’s what I think of when I hear about countries where young girls get married to older men… but I’m sure that’s not always the case. It still creeps me out though…. 14. Yeesh.

Anyway, this time I will write more often and send her pictures of my cats and little gifts and things. This time I will get it right.

Please note that last picture was taken before my hair cut, with no make up, and yes I know grey washes me out, but I didn’t know I was getting my picture taken that day. Heh.

My cats are always picture ready, however.

Pepper, prior to attacking innocent sunflowers.