E-pistolary

This site is a continuation of my online novel-in-email, xo bri xoxo me xoxoxo love you christy. Call it a soap opera in email.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

RITA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

From: Maura Kelly (mauraswimgrrrl@yahoo.com)
To: Rita Pressley LeDoux (ritaritasenorita@yahoo.com)
Date: Wed, 13 Feb 2008 04:33:17 am EST
Subject: RITA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HELLLLLLLLLLP !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I felt like all I wanted to do the last few days was stalk Luke on facebook, I wish I'd never signed up for that stupid site, I just keep looking at his friends list, all those Morgantown beeyotches POKING him + sending him HUGS + FLOWERS + KISSES + Jaime Savage SLOWDANCING w/him, I keep thinking "OK, which one's the one he left ME for????"

Made myself so exhausted w/it yesterday that I ended up going to bed early, did one of those dealies where I didn'teven log out, just pushed the button in + shut the computer off, I was so depressed, just went to bed, got up early early early this AM + TRIED to work in the darkroom but just kept messing up prints, wasting paper. Got two good ones out, one for you + one for mom. I might be losing my mind but at least I'm not losing my EYE, and am also glad that I took out the hassleblad even though its A HASSLE. The prints from the large format negs just blow away the 35mm. Which I knew but was just being lazy.

I know you don't like tech talk, sorry.

Its like I get doing that (facebook) + I know I shouldn't, know he's gone now + has his life, I just keep thinking I'll see "Luke misses Maura" or something like that. Keep thinking I'll get a valentine from him. But nothing in the mail, nothing on facebook, no email, no matter how much I keep checking nothing nothing nothing. No one, I HATE Valentines + being alone for it!!!!!!

And Jenniphyr said "Go out to the nail and meet someone, you're a beautiful woman, you could meet someone." The two times I went there it was disgusting, that was nice of her to say I'm beautiful (I guess there's always THAT ) but I don't want a PICKUP SCENE.

Don't want the same old dumb things, I know that, then all I do all night is waste my time missing Luke, checking in on Luke, seeing who's FRIENDS w/ LUKE. Working on my pictures makes me HAPPY + makes the time fly, so why do I keep picking at something that I know just is going to make me miserable???????????

And wish I'd been there for you guys birthdays.

And I'm SICK OF SNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but Jenniphyr says spring weather won't be here for at least another EIGHT WEEKS!!!!!!!!!!!

And I have to work tomorrow and do FIVE STRAIGHT DAYS!!!! of a HOLIDAY WEEKEND!!!!!

I almost wish I'd been working the last four days, at least it would've kept my mind off Luke. Not kept my mind off him, prob not, but at least I wouldn'tve been sitting at the computer ALL DAY, clicking on his site, clicking on the pics of his friends, clicking clicking clicking clicking.

Can't believe I'm sitting here NOW but too early (late??) to call you.

So I hope we talk today. I hope you have some wisdom for me, you always seem to.

Later Rita!!!! xoxoxoxoxoxo love you maura k


MOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!

From: Maura Kelly (mauraswimgrrrl@yahoo.com)
To: Mom (christyswims@yahoo.com)
Date: Wed, 13 Feb 2008, 4:14:06 am EST
Subject: MOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!

Now I'M getting spammed with all these irish lottery emails should I just email them + tell them YOU won so I don't need their money????

Its been nice having four days off, I go back tomorrow night + work 5 straight, busy weekend, by all accounts the last one of the season.

I am up early, last nite just went to bed ultra early because I could. Sinus infection seems to be healed, the problem is the baseboard heat in this place. I guess I need to run + get a humidifier huh??

ANyway went to bed early, got up about an hour ago + made myself some tea + went right into the darkroom. Printing pics, for as much of a hassle as lugging that HASSELblad out into the woods is, I'm glad I took it out. 35mm is ok for snapshots but the larger format negs are the way to go for this kind of work. I just have resisted taking it out for all different reasons (it's big, I need a tripod, the film is MUCH more expensive, etc) but it's worth it, defanetely.

I just did one for you that is drying + will send later today IF I go to the PO, right now it is (guess what) snowing hard.

OK, Just stepped outside onto the porch + it has stopped snowing, not totally quiet though, I can hear the roar of the stream.

Just was thinking of you mom, missing you Maggie + Martydad + wanted to say HI GOOD MORNING.

Miss you, love you!!!! xoxoxoxo maura


Monday, February 04, 2008

Re2: Take a look at these

From: Maura Kelly (mauraswimgrrrl@yahoo.com)
To: Rita Pressley (ritaritasenorita@yahoo.com)
Date: Mon, 4 Feb 2008 11:26:03 am EST
Subject: Re: Re: Take a look at these

THat's so funny, I don't think of myself as a "perfectionist" but I guess it looks that way, huh? I just want things to look the way I see them without the camera, so that when I look at them or you or mom or Tony looks at them, you guys feel the way I felt before I even used the camera, you know?? And if you don't, then it's a bad shot. Maybe I am a perfectionist because obviously even the ones that I'm not happy with, people seem to like.

I haven't gotten into CLIMBING to take shots, with the snow it's kind of tough. I got snowshoes that were supposedly for backcountry hiking but they just had no grip + I was having trouble doing anything but terrain where the slope was really gentle, any time I had to go up or down anything steep I just slid. Prob in the summer I will get into that more. And if you guys come up to visit YOU can lug the baby shit

I just don't see how you do it, being a mom. That is such a scarey thing to me. Being responsible for that little life and taking care of him, having him rely on you all that. Getting your nips bit no thanks!!!! I think about having a baby and I take EXTRA pills. Although if the right guy came along I would consider it, I guess it's not that hard when you have someone there to love you and share the burden huh? I mean I know you complain that Tony is at work during the week and tired at nights plus his games and practices from Nov-Feb make you a basketball widow, but if he didn't do what he did (work!) you wouldn't be able to do what YOU do (take care of Danny). So you both do your own things in the way you need to to get the job done. That must be nice. I could do THAT.

Getting sad just typing that, I miss Luke, sad about it and all the things he said in his letter I just don't agree with, WHY can't we have a long distance relationship? WHY can't we each live where we live and do what we do and see each other when we can? It's not perfect but it's the way it has to be now. And the answer, as pain in the ass Jenniphyr said, was because of what he's probably NOT telling me, he's prob seeing someone else or at least has his eye on someone else. WHich pissed me off and got me bummed out because she's prob right.

She's a pain in the ass but I've gotten to like her.

I remember the thing you wrote from your Ansel Adams book and went to look, that book is the same one I have!! By Barry Pritzker, it was the first photography book I ever really got, from Mom, Christmas 2000. I was 16, isn't that so funny. I had no interest in photography or art, just in posing for the swim coach (one reason I'm not interested in skeevy older men and their "figure studies") (Mom would kill me and then kill the coach, who still coaches there, if she knew that happened)

Anyway mom got me that book and I just loved the pictures of the mountains and wanted to live there and take pictures like that ever since.

So funny that she could see that and got me that book, you know how it is when you buy someone a gift, maybe she just thought nothing more than it was something I might like, but it was really the start of wanting to do what I'm doing now.

Anyway that is a nice book and the prints look good in it, although when you see one of the authorized editions you can really tell the difference. So go buy one!

Phone

HA! SPeak of mom and she's on the line. "Honey, is that a bear in that one picture??" I didn't see any bears but now I'm looking at the picture, she's right, it's a bear! I thought "No that's just a stump or a shadow" but stumps and shadows don't move 20 yards from DSCN8423 to DSCN8424.

Now she'll be worrying that I'm going to get eaten by a bear. Maybe I should have PAUL come with me next time sacrifice him to the muse.

I swear I didn't see anything when I was out there. I guess I was looking at the big frame and not at the details. But the details come out later. It kind of takes my breath away when I think about it now. Wow.

She and I are going to go to Philly sometime later this spring and see that Lee Miller exhibit at the Philly museum of art that Jeannie wanted me to go see with her. Watch, mom and I will pick a date that's the same one that Jeannie ends up going and I'll run into her.

So funny that there was a time a few years ago when I would've thought "OK, well, she says she's sorry that we had our falling out and she just wants to make it up to me and treat me to the exhibit" and I would've fallen for it. No way jose. I just think WAIT A MINUTE. WE HAD A "FALLING OUT" BECAUSE ~ YOU ~ WERE TAKING PICTURES OF ME UNDER FALSE PRETENSES!!!

AND NO YOU CAN'T HAVE THE NEGS BACK!!!!!

So glad I took those. Yeah they're her property, but that's a nice little bargaining chip I can hold onto. Aside from knowing that they're safe from her, who knows what PRINTS she made but at least she won't be drooling over any NEW ones.

So wrong and I

Phone again.

You! Nice talking to you lol. Hope you enjoy your bagel.

I still didn't get a shower so I'm hitting send even though I just discussed most of this with you. That's the way it always goes with us huh?

Have fun with your son. MIss you and love you! xoxoxoxoxo maura k


Re: Take a look at these

From: "Rita Pressley" (ritaritasenorita@yahoo.com)
To: "Maura Kelly" (mauraswimgrrrl@yahoo.com)
Date: Mon, 4 Feb 2008 10:02:09 am EST
Subject: Re: Take a look at these

Wow... how pretty.... the colors are so suttle (as Margo would write!). And most amazing thing of all: YOU GOT UP OUT OF BED TO TAKE THEM WHEN IT'S COLD AND EARLY!!! How can you do it??

All of your winter pics make me wish I was there. But I guess we WILL be over spring break.

Actually when I saw the subject line TAKE A LOOK AT THESE I thought maybe you'd gotten in touch with that gross dude at the camera shop and decided to do some FIGURE WORK!!!

I'm fine here... a quiet morning. It's a little chilly here but not insanely cold, so we might walk over to Sam's and have a bagel. I could go for one lately and wanted to go there yesterday but the morning got away from us, so we just chilled around the house. Stayed at home and watched the game here. We'd kind of talked about going up to Gettysburg to my brother's but one, Margo said that Becca was sick (walking pneumonia) and I wouldn't want Dannydan to get anything, plus two, the game is on so late, we wouldn't have gotten back till midnight, and Tony leaves for work at 7 am, so... we just stayed around here and chilled.

But no bagel yesterday...
but today... bwah haha hahahahaha. BAGEL!!!

Annnnnyhoo...

Dannydan's better this week, thanks for asking. So WE are better... sleeping soundly.

His teething... well, they're coming in. Some of them seem to hurt A LOT when they come in, whilst others don't seem to bother him at all.

And no I am NOT nursing him anymore... just pumping and bottling it. The lips on the nips were one thing, but one bite was ENOUGH, thank you.

Get this: Margo said "Oh, yeah, Becca and Tony did that too when they started teething. You get used to it." NO, YOU DON'T!!!!! NOT ME!!!!!!!!

Anyway he was really miserable a couple nights last week but this weekend calmed down. I guess when they're breaking through the gums is when it's worst... but the last couple days he's been fine.

I'll tell him you asked.

Tony like I said is gone, and I am sitting here quietly looking at an ANSEL ADAMS book I signed out of the Pratt... that calendar you gave us made me want to see more of his pictures. You know how the thing on the back of the calendar says that St. Martin's is the ONLY AUTHORIZED PUBLISHER for the works of Ansel Adams or something... well, of course the first thing I noticed is that this book wasn't published by them, and there's a LITTLE blurb on the inside that says something like "This book is not authorized by the Ansel Adams estate" or something like that.

Of course it's a LIBRARY book... I didn't pay for it, so I don't feel bad. But still: how can they publish his pictures without it being authorized??? I'm confused...

Anyway... I liked this part....

Of course Adams essential mountaineering equipment always included a camera. It is easy to overlook the fact that in order to photograph mountains, unless one always wants to shoot from the base up, one must climb them. This is easier in today's world of sophisticated equipment and lightweight alloys
OK, OK, whatever.... but Adams had a different experience. DUring one expedition in the snowy high country, for instance, he hauled around a camera pack weighing 40 pounds, include his "Korona view camera, several lenses, two filters, six holders containing twelve glass plates, and a heavy wooden tripod"-- in addition to his camping gear!"

What they don't say is that MRS. Adams was there lugging all of the baby shit!!!

But here's the part I liked, that made me think of you:


Some of Adams's most brilliant mountain photographs seem to reflect not only the majesty and splendor of the natural scene but also the artist's exuberance at attaining the perfect roost after a long and often grueling climb.

That's how I feel when I see your pictures. Like you're so psyched to be seeing what you're seeing. I can just hear your voice and you saying "Rita, wow, I just got back from taking pictures and you should've SEEN the light in the pines... wait till you see it."

Tony was saying that the thing that cracks him up is seeing your REJECTS. "I just loved the way she was showing us those pictures and she kept going 'no, no, that's all wrong, it didn't look like this, that's just a bad print, that was a bad shot' and I'm like 'WHAT MAKES IT SO BAD??'" I told him you're a perfectionist and you're trying to capture how things really look, and that it's hard.

"But it looks good enough to me."

Well, that's why SHE'S a photographer and YOU'RE a high school basketball coach, sweetie

BRB!!!

Dannydan crying. I changed him...

Hard to believe it was about 45 minutes for that BRB but it was.

ANyhoo....that book had me thinking of you. We might go downtown this afternoon and see if we can BUY a book of his.

But I think right now I'm going to walk and get a sesame bagel, toasted, with cream cheese and lox!!! And a tangerine odwalla! And Dannydan's bottle... maybe if I pump now and walk really fast it'll still be warm when I get there.

Talk to ya later allitator... thanks again for the pics and let me know how the PRINTS come out... scan and send if you feel like it!

Love
Senorita




Pictures

From: Maura Kelly (mauraswimgrrrl@yahoo.com)
To: Mom (christyswims@yahoo.com)
Date: Mon, 4 Feb 2008 8:03:18 am EST
Subject: Pictures

Hi mom, here's some digitals I took this am, I had my hasselblad on a tripod but also took along the minolta because I wanted to send pics to everyone now.

Love the way the sky around the mountains look, like someone colored around the peaks with a highlighter. And as usual the colors, the light was changing moment to moment.

I'm feeling a little better, thanks for calling yest. The combo of the wierd letter from Jeannie, the breakup note from Luke, finding out that Todd is attached, all of it just brought me down. Did you ever feel like there's too much happning + that you're not even sure what you think or feel about it, you have something happen, like WIERD BREAKUP LETTERS OR WIERD LETTERS FROM WOMEN WHO YOU POSED NUDE FOR + THE WHOLE TIME THEY WANT YOU TO SLEEP WITH THEM and at first you're like "oh ok, that's no biggie" but then you just feel f'd up for days??? That was how I felt when I came down to see you guys, plus just the whole thing of feeling like I didn't have enough time, etc etc etc.

Sometimes feelings and life are too much to process and I don't know what to make of it, and I am really good at throwing myself into other things (my photography, work etc) to distract myself. But then eventually it all comes to the surface.

Re the Jeannie letter NO WAY am I going to take her up on that and go "meet her for a weekend" (I keep trying to write letters back, I guess starting them out "Are you fn nuts?" isn't the best tact huh?? ) BUT the exhibit she mentioned (Lee Miller) sounds really great and I would love to meet YOU and go see it if you want to. I liked our last trip to Philly to the museum, really fun and I love sharing things with you, I miss you and Maggie (and Martydad too!!) so much + I don't know if you could pull an overnight like that but I'd love to do it, it'd be really fun, so let me know!

Just rambling: what bugs me about the Jeannie thing and also Luke is that here were two people I was FRIENDS with, with Luke it went in a whole nother direction and I think I kind of felt it coming, just didn't want to do it myself, but with Jeannie I TRUSTED her and feel like I was taken advantage of.

Thank god I was smart enough to grab all those negs before I left Morgantown. I can be pretty cool under pressure. They're great pics, how wouldnt they be, she had a crush on me. Skeeves me just typing it.

Speaking of skeeving there's a little camera shop up the road from where I live, they have film for the hasselblad which otherwise I would have to drive to Burlington or Montpelier to get. Anyway I was in there to get film, talking to the owner about my camera and the kind of pictures I'm taking, and the whole time there's this guy Paul standing there at the counter, listening. Didn't say a word about modelling or anything like that, but this is a small town + everyone here knows practically everyone else, so no doubt he heard from someone who heard from someone who shouldn't of shot their mouth off that I have done modeling in my past life. (I'm thinking JENNIPHYR, since I like to blame her for everything!!)

Anyway I've seen this guy Paul before in at Jamie's a couple times, he's about your age, maybe a little younger, and he's one of those Vermont guys who isn't really chill but tries to look that way. Like he wants to look like he's in touch with his feminine side so he can get laid??? Anyway the whole time I'm talking to the owner (whose name I still don't know, I have it on a card, wait a minute) (Tim) this guy Paul is lurking at the counter listening and finally when TIM goes back in the back to get me my film Paul goes "So you use a Hassleblad?" and I said yeah, it's a nice camera. Actually it's not that great but I just didn't want to talk, just wanted my film and to get out. Just had a wierd feeling and of course what does PAUL say next? "Yeah, I use a Hasselblad for portrait work. For FIGURE work" and as he said the word FIGURE he kind of glanced down at my boobs, just like a flash but I got the message, and really !!!!!!

Anyway I just said "I'm done with figure work" and that kind of ended THAT discussion. Got my rolls and just left.

I bet I can guess the kind of FIGURE work he does, "the body as landscape," naked young female bodies without faces. In black and white so it's "art."

At least you could always see my FACE. Ron always said "Don't be afraid to feel what you feel, this is about feeling, I want a FEELING communicated. That comes through your body language and your eyes, your face."

Of course his wife wanted to take it being about FEELING to a whole different level I'm rambling again but it makes me feel better.

I love you mom and glad I can write you these things, I'd write them to Rita but we TALK about them, so now it's your turn.

I'm going to go get a shower and make coffee and then go into the darkroom and see what develops

Tell Maggie Kay sissy loves her and give Martydad a hug for me!! xoxoxoxoxoxo love you maura


Take a look at these

From: Maura Kelly (mauraswimgrrrl@yahoo.com)
To: Rita Pressley LeDoux (ritaritasenorita@yahoo.com)
Date: Mon, 4 Feb 2008 07:39:05 am EST
Subject: Take a look at these

Took them this morning with the digital cam as I shot on film, as you can see it was just one of those monrings where the mountains to the east looked like someone drew around the peaks with an orange-pink highlighter. Wow.

I only hope that the film I took came out as nice as these digital prints but had to send them to you.

How's Danny's teething going??? xoxoxoxo love you maura k

Saturday, February 02, 2008

Re2: What a week

To: christyswims@yahoo.com
From: ledoux67@aol.com
Date: Fri, 01 Feb 2008 7:38:45 pm EST
Subject: Re: What a week

Hmm... sick girl... hot cowgirl grindin' on the couch, then soapy shower lovin' and half speed bed screwin'... I think I'm coming up with a plan for the rest of the evening, lmaaao.

All I have to do is pry Brian away from the piano. He's sitting in there with the candleabbra lit... all he needs is a rhinestone suit and he'd be like Liberace. I think he's writing because he's playing kind of stop and start. I hate to go in and interrupt when the master is at work, lmaaao.

Anyway... yeah, I read that too about women not having an orgasm from intercourse... it was in that idiotic chat on the washington post... and they were partly right, kind of. I've never had it happen in and of itself... only if I've already reached the promised land BEFORE, THEN is when you ride the rollercoaster, as you put it.

It really does all come back to what Miss Deal told us in health class: A man is like a light bulb... but a woman... is like a kettle on a stovvvvvve.

Unfortunately, before Brian, the guys I'd been with took that to mean "a watched pot never boils," lmaaaao.

Anyway... a quiet Friday evening here. The worst seems to be behind us. THANK YOU for calling Becca... that really made her happy, I could tell. Sorry I couldn't talk much longer but I was right in the middle of picking the chikn for soup... then as you heard Brian came in and of course all activity has to then focus on HIM. But she loved talking to you and Maggie... that was sweet of you.

And Brian brought her home a little get well card with a purple iris... she loved THAT. A flower like a big girl. Unfortunately he ALSO brought her home HOMEWORK which I'm not even going to worry about until Monday. She'll be staying home then; we can work on it then. Homework. Yeesh. In second grade. I still can't get over that. I didn't have homework in second grade. (Of course, that was 40 years ago, lmaaao) Did YOU have homework in second grade?? Tony didn't, not that I remember, not regularly.

Anyway, that's way ahead of us. She still isn't all the way better, but the erythromycin seems to be working. She still had a little bit of a fever before supper but at least she's not coughing and she said her chest doesn't hurt anymore. Finally eating: she kept down soft boiled yeggs this morning and felt well enough by supper to have some chikn soup and crackers.

And as Brian said, we'll know she's REALLY all the way better when she complains about how gross the pieces of chicken in it look, lmaao.

No Super Bowl party, by the way... I made the calls this morning. It's a shame, kind of... the house has never been cleaner, lmaaao. I mean, I cleaned like a demon this week, Christy.

Also no school today. I mean, I was already staying home (I called in yesterday) but Gettysburg schools started out with a 2-hour delay and then announced they were closing all together later.

All right... I hear the Beatles playing... side two of ABBEY ROAD, so it's safe to go in and accost him. (He's playing the record by the way... I know because I have the CD at work)

I'll try giving a call tomorrow morning woman... thanks again for your get well call... you're a great friend and of course her favorite aunt (DON'T tell Ronnie or Liz!!) xoxoxoxo me!!

Re: What a week

From: Christine Kelly-Morone (christyswims@yahoo.com)
To: Margo Pressley (ledoux67@aol.com)
Date: Fri, 1 Feb 2008 9:16:01 am EST
Subject: Re: What a week

Awww... I hope she feels better. Usually once you get the shot that turns you around. I agree, good move just going ahead and cancelling the party. All you'll have to do is say PNEUMONIA and no one will WANT to come, lol. Seriously, I wouldn't want to come, not because it's contagious or anything, just because when your kid is getting over something like that, you still want things to be quiet, subdued, etc etc. No one wants to make it harder for you when you're getting over something like that with your girl.

Plus it sounded to me like you all were looking for an excuse to cancel anyway, so there you go.

Just feel sorry she's sick and maybe I'll call her today and say HI and get well!

Thank god Maggie only had a slight touch of it, she slept a long time yesterday and when she got up seemed her normal self so thank god it was just one of those things where she could sleep it off.

I'm sitting here on my second big cup of coffee, I usually have tea but when I got back from the pool Marty was up, it is ugly here and there will be no delay of classes etc so he got going early, he's on his way in already, just left right before I logged on (actually he was leaving as I typed, "OK, fine, see ya," lol) Anyway he had made a big pot of coffee (french roast, mmm) and now I'm having my second cup.

Snowy here mainly but a little sleet too, some ice, I talked to mom and she said it's mainly ice down there. Wintry mix.

So, Wednesday night ....................................

Right after I sent that last email to you about I said I'd be right back I turned off the computer and sat down next to Marty, and I was laughing a little at what you said ("Just grab his pecker through his pants") and he said "what's so funny? What'd she write now?" lol, he always knows it's YOU. So I said "Oh Margo and I were typing back and forth about how Maggie's in bed and it's a window of opportunity and she said I should just come over and do THIS" and I grabbed him through his pants and he grabbed me back and started tickling me under my arms, I wasn't letting go though and I was digging in his side, tickling HIM, and we both let go and just started kissing, and AS USUAL we started moving too fast, and I said "Marty you know, for once let's slow down." And he goes "You always say that' and I said "Well you KNOW that when we go slow we enjoy it more. MAggie's asleep, let's just take our time. Whatever we do, let's do it half speed ok"

Well THAT seemed to work. We were pretty bold and while we didn't get naked on the couch still we started to do it there, I was on his lap grinding away and maybe we would've stayed there but it was awkward and I could tell he wasn't totally comfortable so we snuck upstairs to the bedroom, got undressed, took a shower. REALLY felt great to do that and be all wet against each other, Marty always goes on about how great I look, how I'm in shape all that, but he doesn't give himself enough credit, he works out too, I know he has his calisthenics that he does every morning when he gets up.

What was really great about it most of all was that we TOOK OUR TIME. We went a little fast on the couch but then when we went upstairs and got in the shower he was really touching me nice, the whole thing just felt like a big long windup for the pitch, by the time we got into bed I was halfway there. I got off really nice before he even went inside me and then from there it was like a rollercoaster, you know. He went inside me and that was it. You know I read this thing yesterday about how women "don't get off during intercourse" and I don't know what women say that, and normally I don't, but last night I got off a couple times while he was inside me, and I KNOW that was because he got me off BEFORE he went inside me and I just rode the waves, so to speak.

One of the first times in a long time that I didn't want it to END and just felt so good. And I know it was because we slowed down.

And when I got up yesterday I know we only had about 5 hours sleep but I didn't feel tired at all, felt refreshed and like I could do it again. We didn't but now I just feel all warm and close to him, like in the morning I don't want to get out of bed, don't want him to leave the house, etc.

Like when we were dating and before we had Maggie.

So yeah, Wednesday night was !!!!!!!!!! so thanks for writing me and helping me get to the bottom of how I felt about all of it.

I'll call later today and check in. Hope Becca's better and that she's turned the corner... hope you have a good day at home. Later! xoxoxoxoxox love you christy


What a week

To: christyswims@yahoo.com
From: ledoux67@aol.com
Date: Fri, 01 Feb 2008 07:27 am EST
Subject: What a week

Wow, Christy... I think she's turned the corner and she's gonna be better... can't tell if the antibiotics are kicking in but her fever was down last night, which is a good sign... but man... pneumonia. That really seemed to come out of nowhere. She was a little sniffly earlier this week but mainly what she had seemed to be intestinal (puking, couldn't keep anything down, not even broth). I didn't hear the COUGHING that you think of with a chest cold-bronchitis-pneumonia until Wednesday afternoon... then she got up yesterday and said her chest hurt and I saw the pink phlegm, so I took her right in to see Dr Richardson.

Walking pneumonia, which is the less severe kind, and the antibiotics should take care of it (they gave her two shots: erythromycin and electrolytes, and amazingly she didn't cry at the needle. Poor kid was so miserable otherwise I don't think she really even noticed.)

It really seemed to come out of nowhere. (I already said that, didn't I?)

Anyway I'm home again today... hoping that the antibiotics do their thing and that she'll feel better enough to go back to school on Monday or TUesday.

Meanwhile there's our stupid super bowl (oops... that's Big Game) party... Brian says we should just call everyone now and cancel it... on the one hand, you know me: I hate to go changing everyone's plans. ANd she's not really CONTAGIOUS, so she's liable to be better by Sunday night. But still... even if she is, do I really WANT everyone trampling around here making noise till the game ends??? Even if she IS well enough on Sunday to go to school Monday (which I already decided I'm keeping her home till Tuesday anyway).

I mean, really, I'm not even INTO the game that much that I need to see it; mainly it's just an excuse to nosh and mingle. And I know Brian's not that into it.

So sometime this morning I'm gonna call everyone and cancel.

So once again he's right.

So... that's been MY week. Trip to the doctor yesterday afternoon... shots and meds for the girlygirl... all she's doing is sleeping... I just went in to check on her and she still feels a little warm but not HOT like yesterday. The Dr said the shot should jumpstart things and that the antibiotics (she has to get up and take one at 8) will take care of it.

I hate when Becca's sick. Hate seeing her puke and miserable... hate that I have to take her to the doctor's... don't want her (or Brian) to ever be sick or anything like that. I'd rather be sick and puking myself.

OK... maybe not puking. But you know what I mean.

Brian feels bad that he's been at work all week, but that's the way it fell. He really doesn't have sick days to use; I do, so I did. At least one of us could.

He's up now, buzzing around, getting ready to ride in to the school. I think he has a class and two private students on Friday morning, then the afternoon is usually his hang out all afternoon at the cafe looking groovy time, but he's going to score us a couple Ernie's dogs and come home by yunch.

So that's us.

So... what happened after we sent all those emails back and forth a couple nights ago???? Did you, uh, go grab his pecker, lmaaao.

Curious and curious...

I'm at home all day... call when you can! xoxoxoxoxoxo me!!