I've been neglectful

Forgive me for not posting for a few days. Yikesies..it's almost been a week.



Because I hate lengthy recaps of stale news, (and yet on the other hand, I don't want to have y'all uninformed) here is an abridged run-down of what's been goin' on lately...



I was in mi amiga Celina's wedding the weekend before this past weekend (6/9 to be specific) resulting in my having the fabulous nail-talons I am sporting now and snagging a super cute new summer purse (a personalized mini tote--my bridesmaid gift/consolation prize ) It was really great to spend some time with C and I didn't botch it too badly. But --oy vey-- how my pool of single amigas is shrinking!!



So, upon returning from the wedding weekend, I got BITCH SLAPPED by reality. Conveniently, my cell phone crapped out around 3pm on that Friday afternoon and I suppose I could've borrowed someone's charger (mine being left @ the office) but I figured "Naaah, I'll just shut it off, it'll be fine" I actually thought it...those very words played on my internal soundtrack. That is what jinxed me right there. If I had merely shut it off , put it away, and not thought that I think I would have avoided subsequent reality slap. Anyhow, what happened is this... I decided on my way home Sat night that since I never got to call and check in with my folks, and it wasn't too late, I would just go right over to their house. I get there and the first thing my Dad says to me is "Did Laura get ahold of you??" I wish, like a news article, that people would just say WHAT THE FUCK WENT DOWN so you don't have to get all panicky trying to speculate. He says instead, in a sort of upset-sounding voice, "Did Laura get ahold of you??"and instantly I've got 1000 grim possibilities running through my noggin of what calamity transpired in my absence.
The actual calamity was this -- my mother broke her ankle. Certainly not the worst of all possible scenarios, but my folks have been needing a spot of extra help with mom being more or less immobile for a while. So I've been staying w/ mi madre y padre. Fortunately , Mom has since graduated from a wheelchair 24/7 to a wheelchair some of the time and hobbling around in a ginormous orthopedic ski boot the rest of the time. Which isn't great but it's better. Especially when going in and out of the house. Last week when going inside one time, I hit the edge of the ramp just so and almost launched her out of the wheelchair. Good thing I'd told her to hold on.