My son the Sicilian.
Feb. 21st, 2011 03:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Ezra has acquired an Italian accent. Not in the sense of, say, he sounds like Roberto Benigni, but more like "Italian" in the sense that the Swedish Chef is Swedish. I have no idea why he has done this, since he doesn't know anyone who speaks with an accent, and he appears not to realize he is doing it.
It started at the symphony, when he ordered a "chocolate chip-a cookie" from the woman at the cafe. She laughed and said, "One chocolate chip-a cookie coming up." Since then we've heard it several times. This morning he said something about which of the "Trans-a-formers" is his favorite. He now "double dog-a dares" you to do something. Recently he said he was going to have to "look-a" for something. It pops up at random times, and he doesn't bat an eye. It's not for attention. I have no idea. Perhaps we need to lay off the pasta.
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Speaking of things we need to lay off of, I went against the advice of my acupuncturist and ate cheese, and spent the next day vomiting until my throat was raw. You win, Dr. Zhong. You win. No cheese, no caffeine, no getting cold. I swear.
I am slowly continuing to improve physically, although my mental state is lagging a bit. I spent a great deal of time being ambivalent about damn near everything, and wondering if I am ever going to get back my enthusiasm for anything. I don't even feel like knitting. I've hardly been online, and I am not answering the phone very much because it's all just too much effort. I am still getting some of the head shocks, which is frustrating, but at least I can drive and function now. I'm indifferent to my ambivalence. Or something. Who cares. There is no alternative so you get up and keep walking anyway, and it doesn't make any difference.
I think the only part of this that actually moves me to annoyance is that I have to be boring you people to death. Where are my inflammatory opinions? Where are my amusing news stories, and conversation transcripts? Where are the menu plans? Let me know if you find my joie de vivre, because I'd like it back now.
It started at the symphony, when he ordered a "chocolate chip-a cookie" from the woman at the cafe. She laughed and said, "One chocolate chip-a cookie coming up." Since then we've heard it several times. This morning he said something about which of the "Trans-a-formers" is his favorite. He now "double dog-a dares" you to do something. Recently he said he was going to have to "look-a" for something. It pops up at random times, and he doesn't bat an eye. It's not for attention. I have no idea. Perhaps we need to lay off the pasta.
~~
Speaking of things we need to lay off of, I went against the advice of my acupuncturist and ate cheese, and spent the next day vomiting until my throat was raw. You win, Dr. Zhong. You win. No cheese, no caffeine, no getting cold. I swear.
I am slowly continuing to improve physically, although my mental state is lagging a bit. I spent a great deal of time being ambivalent about damn near everything, and wondering if I am ever going to get back my enthusiasm for anything. I don't even feel like knitting. I've hardly been online, and I am not answering the phone very much because it's all just too much effort. I am still getting some of the head shocks, which is frustrating, but at least I can drive and function now. I'm indifferent to my ambivalence. Or something. Who cares. There is no alternative so you get up and keep walking anyway, and it doesn't make any difference.
I think the only part of this that actually moves me to annoyance is that I have to be boring you people to death. Where are my inflammatory opinions? Where are my amusing news stories, and conversation transcripts? Where are the menu plans? Let me know if you find my joie de vivre, because I'd like it back now.
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Date: 2011-02-21 08:55 pm (UTC)Ezra always makes me a laugha.
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Date: 2011-02-22 01:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-21 10:12 pm (UTC)I wanna singa!
Date: 2011-02-22 12:15 am (UTC)I think someone has built a machine that is sucking all the energy and joy out of the world. Those of us who remember our perkier days (for some that was yesterday!) notice the wave of apathy and loss of happiness.
We must retaliate! Find the fool, break his machine so unicorns can fart rainbows again!
but what do I know....
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Date: 2011-02-22 07:04 am (UTC)I had meant to ask you the first time you wrote about this, but then I forgot, sorry.....those meds are very potent and can incapacitate you for a long time. But it seems, you are getting better now... fingers crossed!
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Date: 2011-02-22 12:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-26 11:29 pm (UTC)That's interesting about the cheese connection. Did you notice an increase of symptoms or did it not agree with you?
I'm glad to hear you are improving. I hope I am not too far behind.