2002-11-03 - 5:15 p.m.
Whew. Okay, it's all over. All the children have left our house and everything is pretty calm. Although, Baby Lou is on her first ever sugar high and won't be slowed down. She's on the couch. She's off the couch. She's on the couch....you get the picture. We let her have a little spice cupcake with cream cheese frosting and sprinkles. She rubbed it in her face and hair and had a great time. I had a great time too. It was so nice seeing all the little, wacky kids in my life. And, there were only two meltdowns that I witnessed. I say, success. Although, I feel like I need to go on a cleansing fast. Pizza, cheesecake, wine, candy, bleh, too much.
Today began with a head butt to the nose. Lou was crawling around on me and ended up slamming her head into my nose. Damn. I bled like a river. I couldn't believe it. At first, I just thought it hurt really bad because shots to the nose always hurt a lot, but then the blood started pouring down both sides of my neck and we had to start emergency baby removal and cleanup efforts. Lou didn't even notice anything was happening. She's got a hard forehead and she knows how to use it.
And now for something completely off the subject....did anyone else hear the story on compulsive lying on This American Life this weekend. I listened to it twice. Fascinating. I'm so intrigued by people who create double lives. I wish they would have talked to some liars, though, instead of just people who had been lied to. I'd love to hear about the motivation. Some people actually seem to start to believe their own lies. Or, is it that they just get deeper and deeper into the telling and they don't know how to stop? I don't know. One woman had been cheated out of thousands of dollars by her boyfriend. Years later she was still trying to figure out if he "really loved" her. At first, I was thinking that was totally pathetic. Why would she still care? Of course, she would care. How can she trust herself as a perceiver if she can't tell when she's being lied to on such an emotional level. Ugh. I think most people would lose it if they found out the relationships they valued most were based on lies. I know I would.
Hope you're all happy and lie-free.
It's clean-up time. More wine, please.
