Tay in teh wheen

If you've never seen the movie Nell, then you have no idea what my title means. If you have, then you are now laughing your arse off. (Well, you should, especially if you are me living an Amish lifestyle in the middle of nowhere. Easily amused, you dig?)

Why am I saying "Tay in teh wheen"? Well, there's a big tree outside that sways in the wind, you dig? And Amos likes to point and laugh at it. So, we put our arms up in the air and "tay in teh wheen."

And... that's how we entertain ourselves in the middle of Texas.

So, yes. Life is continuing here in the Lone Star State.

My mother is fine for the moment. She has had her first chemo treatment without a hitch. Currently, she is gaining her strength in a nearby nursing home so that we can bring her home in the next few days or a week or so. The docs made it clear that they did not think that she was strong enough to come home, so she's getting rest, nutrition, and intensive physical therapy every day. I'm actually thankful that she is there for the moment, as I was anxious that I wouldn't be able to care for her in her weakened condition.

As for me, I've been running around here and there. Today is the first day I've had a moment of rest, unless you count last night. I took Amos to the famous Marion High School homecoming football game. Woo. Saw a few faces I recognize, despite forgetting a name sometimes. It's very strange to be back in my tiny home town with people coming up and saying, "SARAH?!" as if they think I died or something. Most think that I'm very exotic because I live in Colorado. It's like Tahiti, you know.

I was able to learn of some juicy gossipy stories, which are always entertaining for the small town folks. Amos studied the game and danced while the marching band played. I stayed to watch the band, feeling obligated to pay homage to my nerdy band days. Phil will be here on Monday. I think we'll go to other games at my school and my nephew's games in New Braunfels. Why? Because it's Friday Night Lights, people. It's your Texan duty to do so.

Also, there is nothing else to do.

I have a(n) urinary tract infection. That's fun.

I suppose that is all I have to say after so many days of absence from this century's technology. I watch a surprising amount of PBS programming. I watch trees swaying in the wind. I pretend that old people in nursing homes are not creepy. I try not to think about old men feeling me up at the entrance to said nursing homes.

Later, y'all.