The last few years have been A Lot. Culminating in last year, which was the Most Year of all time so far, between our own wedding (+ showers etc) and my sister's wedding (+ shower we planned + etc) and my brother's wedding (+showers etc) and several minor family crises and celebrations.
And between the last wedding of the year and the holidays, I said Hmmm, only one sibling getting married next year, maybe we can have a calm and restful year. A Getting Shit Together year. Since between aging parents and siblings starting families it's probably only going to get more chaotic.
And then two weeks into the new year, one week after O and I got out of covid isolation, my sister called to let us know she's got morning sickness.
Basically this year is confirming what I have been suspecting for a while now, which is that it's always More Year, and that this is the way that life Works.
not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]
Tumbleweed needs everyone to know that I am his most cruel and heartless mother for decreasing the amount of food he gets due to him gaining a third again his body weight over the last year no that is not all fur Tumbleweed you are shaped like a pregnant sheep!
He has spent much of the day stomping from room to room while yelling his immense displeasure.
If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
Atlanta miku lol. Inspired by the looks I often see at the Underground or at streetwear festivals.
ID: A drawing of Hatsune Miku as a black woman with long, curly hair in braids and afro puffs. She's wearing a black, pink, grey, and blue ensemble that mixes athletic gear and hip-hip inspired street clothes. A large pink tote bag is slung over one shoulder. She appears to be waving one arm while jogging. End ID.