Oh, you guys. My life is so complicated now! Bananas, calcium chews, magnesium supplements. I feel like I should invest in a closet full of caftans and a retirement condo.Do I still have a flutter in my left eye? You betcha! But on the plus side, I am for-ti-fied and ready for my golden years.
I thought about mentioning the huge philosophical divide between my siblings over the Prop 8 ruling, but then I realized that oh, hey, my eye is already twitching like fresh roadkill, maybe I shouldn’t necessarily create any more tension for myself.
Last night, the Dork Lord picked up some beer and cookies (because that is how we roll) and we popped in our weekly Netflix pick for a nice relaxing night in. Ah. Soothing. Only, the movie was The Lovely Bones. And hell, I read the book so I knew (or thought I did) what was coming, but that was one movie I could have done without. By the time we head to bed, we’re deep into conversations about what we’d do if we lost a child or one another and god, I don’t think I could bring myself to throw out your things. Meanwhile, my eye is all twitch, twitch and, I’ve got my hand over my eye to slow the twitching and the Boy stops and looks at me as if he is beginning to wonder if he should reconsider this union entirely because clearly I am either a) a psychopath b) broken or c) about to develop a nasty case of meth mouth.
Sigh. Either love is never having to say, “I swear I’m not a tweaker!” or I’m about to have a lot of time to spend wearing my caftans, sitting alone at a card table learning how to play Bridge.
We all have caftan afternoons….that’s what love is all about. I’m sure The Boy feels exactly the same way. I hope that the twitch ends up being something very simple, although I know how very annoying even simple things can be.
I read the Lovely Bones too, but definitely know that won’t be a movie I have to watch. I think it will be just too much for my sensibilities….I cried all the way through the book, not quite up for another sinus infection.
Hope you feel better.
We tend toward beer and ice cream, but cookies work.
You don’t have to sit at the Bridge table alone. I’ll throw on a caftan and join you. I’ll even spike our Metamucil with rum.
Try Quinine (tonic water). It’s cheap and really, it works. One time…. and you’ll be surprised.
No joke, my eye started twitching right before I read this post. It’s happened to me before, always when I’m stressed, and when I woke up this morning I was calm, happy, watching the Today show and drinking coffee. Then I got two bad news phone calls, one right after the other, and 10 minutes later my lid’s all a twitchin”. Vitamins and tonics be damned, it’s all stress related.
Not sure if anyone has said this before – but botox was originally used to treat facial tics and twitches. See, it paralyzes the twitching muscles. Originally, the loss of wrinkles was nothing but a welcome side effect. Now, I realize you may not want to look expressionless (let alone expensively expressionless), but botox will paralyze the hell out of it and give you some relief until you find another remedy.
Are you sure you aren’t stressed? Money worries? Wedding plans? Other things?
Both times I’ve had the eye twitch that refused to go away, i was in the process of moving. As soon as that was finished, so was the twitch.
….love is never having to say “I swear I’m not a tweaker!”
You deserve props for that line. That’s good stuff.
Bridge is nearly cool again. Read Louis Sacher’s new book ‘The Cardturner.’ All about a teenager and bridge, it’s wonderful!