My friend "The Supermodel" and I took our kids to the zoo.
The biggest attraction came during lunch when we found a crazy looking caterpillar.
To say that we were interested yet terrified would be the understatement of the century.
At one point The Supermodel got him to cling onto a stick and when she swung him in my direction I must have broken an Olympic record the way I (from a seated position) leapt over our table and escaped to safety.
No freaking way was I about to let that thing touch me!! Even the kids were flipping out as is evidenced by my friend's screaming son.
The joke ended up being on The Supermodel though because when she put it down on the ledge it almost touched her. She screamed so loud that everyone within a 2 mile radius of us had their own frantic moment of panic while trying to figure out why a grown woman was screaming for her life.
I think my favorite moment was she looked around and then sternly whispered "oh my gosh Eden. Every single table is starting at us. Look, every single person here is looking at us like we have lost our damn minds."
Welcome to my entire life.
I mean of course they were staring! We had absolutely lost our minds and their stares were totally appropriate given our behavior.
Eventually we managed to pry ourselves away from the alien bug (which was apparently a moth caterpillar, says everyone we polled on Facebook) and see a few other animals....
....but not before we left Mothra with a sandwich.
And in our defense when we left our table, at least 10 people from other tables got up and walked over to check out the bug. See? Judge us all you want people, but I know we've peaked your interest.
But you know what?
I'd rather bring that caterpillar home and snuggle with it in bed than deal with some of the terrifying things that have been going on over here.
I had a very unpleasant conversation with my parents that is causing me to question some of the choices that I've made... some of them in relation to this blog.
I also made the decision to take my ex back to court, against Mr. Attorney Man's advice — but in line with something that I feel like I need to do. Going against what one of the only people I trust thinks is best for me obviously doesn't feel too great, but at the end of the day I've had well over a year to think about this and I know that this is the right choice for me.
That still doesn't make it any less scary.
Especially after a little run in that I had with my ex.
But what is scaring me tonight?
The Boy Child.
He has continued to have some health issues that are not just scary, but downright terrifying. Tomorrow night (or tonight by the time you read this) I'm going to meet with one of his doctors to go over some test results and I'm scared of what they might say.
I'm really scared.
I actually have no idea whatsoever what they found... or didn't find... or might still be looking for... and I'm not even sure I want to know.
****************In the upcoming weeks I'm once again going to open the closet doors of my life and let you peek in at all my dirty laundry, while I do my best to drag out some of the stuff that I've been shoving in there and ignoring. So if you don't like crazy ex's, disowned family members, or sick children, this is your warning to leave now.
But if you'd like to stay, I could really use your support.
Think about it because come next week, the doors are opening... but not tonight. Tonight I'm going to go snuggle with this goofy little dude who is currently using my phone to take his first selfie's.
The things you don't realize your kids are watching you do....
Future anonymous blogger maybe?
Right now he is working on his mother-son selfies. He took these!
Good gosh I love this boy!
While I'm snuggling with him I'll leave you with a few articles that I wrote elsewhere this week. Due to the readership of this blog I'm going to highly recommend this weeks articles, so take a few minutes and click them!
"To The Women Who Lie About Being Abused: You Hurt The Real Victims"
"My Husband Was An Abusive Rapist — But I Still Miss The Idea Of Him"
And just for kicks and giggles:
"The Eight (REAL) Stages Of Growing A Baby Bump!"
"Ten Cute Small Animals That Know How To Rock Friday Funday"