Interrupted
My Life Thus Far
The Transition From Little Girl
Kallista turned 11 today. It's not necessarily considered a milestone birthday, but I think for her it is. She's done a lot of growing an maturing in the past year. I can definitely see the transition from little girl to sassy pre-teen happening. It's not a bad thing. She's always been a touch on the sensitive side, and I don't want to totally see her lose that. I just think it's great she's getting a little spunk to go with it. Her compassion for others is beautiful. But I need her to have the backbone needed to stand up for herself as well. It's coming.
I practiced some advanced level procrastination this morning. Snookums and I were scheduled to drop off cupcakes to Kiki's class at 12:30pm. At ll:40am I still hadn't left the house yet! First I got into a headed discussion with some random lady online who didn't like something I posted (about the trans bathroom bill). That ended with her deleting all of her comments. I'm not sure if she unfriended me. I can't even remember her name to check, that's how much she didn't mean to me. Another one of those situations were people come out of the woodwork (one of my over 2,600 "friends") only when something offends their delicate sensibilities. Deuces if she did leave. I didn't know her, anyway. Can I just say, the level with which I feel unbothered by the whole thing is refreshing as fuck. I don't feel that sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach because some insignificant stranger online doesn't like me. I genuinely do NOT care. It's about damn time!
Next, right as I was getting ready to walk out the door, Gen messaged and asked if I'd help a friend of hers who's interested in transitioning to a plant-based diet. Or her husband is. Something like that. I totally would love to help, but at that moment all I could think about was how badly I needed to leave, and how screwed I was going to be if they didn't have anything premade when I got there. It's okay, though. They did! And they were so perfect, it looked like I called ahead and had them make them for me! I won that round of procrastination roulette.
As I was standing in line waiting to pay for said cupcakes, I noticed the guy in front of me was buying various fruits and veggies, tofurkey sausages, and a few other pretend meat products. I wanted to say hello to what I assume is another one of the illusive vegans I know exist around here, but there I was holding cupcakes I'm sure contained milk... or at the very least eggs, and it made me feel so conflicted. I myself don't compromise my values, but I wish my family was 100% on board. I can't force others to accept my views, but I just can't accept that my family contributes to animal cruelty without feeling some kind of way about it. When I cook at home, they don't mind it's vegan, but outside the home, they don't adhere to it. Depending on who you ask, some would say that's unacceptable, and others would say it's not my place to choose for them. I just keep quiet about it, because I honestly don't want to hear any lip from the first group.
Because I was able to get in and get out with the cupcakes, I still had time to stop at Central and get Kiki a little bouquet made for daddy to present her with. Last year I bought Annie flowers for her birthday, and Kiki expressed a desire to receive flowers too, so she did. And the way her little face lit up was priceless!
For the rest of her birthday festivities, we went to Moctezuma's Mexican restaurant in Gig Harbor (I have no idea why she wanted to go there), and then saw the new re-adaptation of Disney's The Jungle Book. It was amazingly done. Thanks to my stupid hormones, I cried through the whole thing, and Snookums got a good laugh in on my part, but it was great. The animals looked so realistic, but they were all computer animated. The kids loved it, too.
So now I'm in bed. My back is aching like none other, and I need to get to bed so I can open in the morning, but it was a good day. Happy Birthday, my sweet Kiki.
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