I had to ask someone last night what month it is right now. I wasn’t kidding. I honestly didn’t know. I think this is a good indicator that I am in a confused and overloaded state of mind. The month of April sucked big hairy donkey dongers. It was like a month of rainstorms and crying and little demons pecking at your nipples with razor-blade spears dipped in Tiger Balm. THAT SHIT HURT.
April was painful.
I am insanely glad that April is over, but now that we are a few days into May I can reflect a bit and say that there were some good moments. Funny moments. Great moments. And lots of learning. When I was too sad or overwhelmed to talk, I pulled out my phone and caught bits of life. While looking at my April Instagram pictures, I see that I caught a lot of laughter and oddball things. Which is life. And purely me.
So I really haven’t lost much, after all.
Here are my favorites from the month of April, including the one where my son was “counting” the ways he was going to prank me and happened to count number one on his middle finger, as well as my personal best impression of Patty Hearst.
It is a sad, sad day if you have no idea who Patty Hearst is.
I also like the cabbage booger hanging out of my nose at one of my new favorite restaurants, Sapa. We have to see a few pics of the baby Easter chicks who have now grown up to be smelly teenagers, and I had to throw in another picture of how insanely long my friend Stacia’s tongue is. Almost as long as mine.
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Let’s all say goodbye to April and hello to sunny May.
Thank you for not deserting me after this month of pathetically low posts.
I’m going to let the darkness of April go away and focus on the many positives: I have a beautiful new kitchen to cook in, my sister and I (and our families) are united in helping my mom get through chemo, summer is almost here, my kids are happy, I have new business ventures on the horizon, and my best friend is GOING TO HAVE A BABY.
Just when you think you can’t be surprised much anymore, the universe rocks your world and sends you a new present which you will get to kiss and hold in about six months. I am absolutely over the moon. And I am very much stumping for her to name the baby Piper if it is a girl. Because a Piper always thinks there should be more Pipers around to take pictures of cabbage stuck up their nose.
In conclusion, breast cancer and the death of friends can all just go FUCK OFF.