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Feb. 14th, 2007 03:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bronwynrhThat's me, eh?
I have nothing to report, beyond my elephantine ankles and growing midsection. And believe me, once you manage to get beyond those damned ankles and the vast expanse of belly, you're out in the far reaches where there ain't much to see, anyway. Expanding universe, and all that.
I heard from an old friend, today, one more in an uncanny group of friends who have found me recently, after more than a decade apart. I often wonder if I'm in the minority with this, but I spend an awful lot of time with my mind in the past. Rather than actively trying to remember things, my mind simply veers and hops through my memories, playing clips from sleepovers, birthday parties, sunrises on the beach, afternoons on the beach. . . we spent much of our time on the Ras Tanura beach, and the rest of our time at one of the swimming pools. I remember tuna salad and french fries at the golf club house, fries and cigarettes and billiards at the rec center, late nights spent perched up in a playground tower, a tower we'd played in when we were small. I think of small, insignificant moments. . . bike rides to school or to my piano teacher's house, playing Racko with Mindy, my favorite babysitter, even baths and showers and making my bed. Thoughts of friends pass frequently through my mind, always accompanied by a wistful sigh, a where-are-they-now curiosity and a wondering if perhaps they're thinking of me, too.
It's not that I want to go back to those days, not at all. I want that feeling, though, that nothing has changed and we're all the same little boys and girls we were then. I don't really know what I want, actually. I don't know why my mind spends so much of its time in the past - the present certainly holds plenty of material to keep my attention!
How often do you reminisce?
I have nothing to report, beyond my elephantine ankles and growing midsection. And believe me, once you manage to get beyond those damned ankles and the vast expanse of belly, you're out in the far reaches where there ain't much to see, anyway. Expanding universe, and all that.
I heard from an old friend, today, one more in an uncanny group of friends who have found me recently, after more than a decade apart. I often wonder if I'm in the minority with this, but I spend an awful lot of time with my mind in the past. Rather than actively trying to remember things, my mind simply veers and hops through my memories, playing clips from sleepovers, birthday parties, sunrises on the beach, afternoons on the beach. . . we spent much of our time on the Ras Tanura beach, and the rest of our time at one of the swimming pools. I remember tuna salad and french fries at the golf club house, fries and cigarettes and billiards at the rec center, late nights spent perched up in a playground tower, a tower we'd played in when we were small. I think of small, insignificant moments. . . bike rides to school or to my piano teacher's house, playing Racko with Mindy, my favorite babysitter, even baths and showers and making my bed. Thoughts of friends pass frequently through my mind, always accompanied by a wistful sigh, a where-are-they-now curiosity and a wondering if perhaps they're thinking of me, too.
It's not that I want to go back to those days, not at all. I want that feeling, though, that nothing has changed and we're all the same little boys and girls we were then. I don't really know what I want, actually. I don't know why my mind spends so much of its time in the past - the present certainly holds plenty of material to keep my attention!
How often do you reminisce?
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Date: February 14th, 2007 08:40 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: February 15th, 2007 07:13 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: February 15th, 2007 08:23 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: February 15th, 2007 08:30 pm (UTC)O_o
Had my checkup this morning, and he didn't like that I haven't gained weight or grown in the last two weeks, so he sent me for another u/s. The estimate is that he weighs 4lbs 8 ozs. Yikes!
He was curled up so tightly, and he wasn't very active, but it wasn't his usual active time, anyway. He was doing his breathing exercises though, and flexed his hands and feet. He looked good.
The doc was much more calm and present today, which is nice because it meant I could feel relaxed and remember everything I wanted to ask him.
*doh!* I just realized I forgot to tell him about the ViaCord thing. Drat.
Anyway, we talked about swollen legs and pain and hemoglobin. Fun times :)
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Date: February 15th, 2007 08:35 pm (UTC)Wonder how big my wee one is?
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Date: February 15th, 2007 08:41 pm (UTC)I haven't had any real pressing reasons for the extras, but Doc S likes to err on the side of caution.
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Date: February 15th, 2007 08:31 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: February 15th, 2007 08:39 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: February 15th, 2007 09:10 pm (UTC)*TMI*
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Date: February 15th, 2007 09:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: February 15th, 2007 09:19 pm (UTC)what was your hemoglobin?
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Date: February 15th, 2007 09:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: February 15th, 2007 09:33 pm (UTC)12 is supposedly "good"
11 is not wonderful, but "good enough"
10 is "time to fix this"
But then again, you can't believe everything you read on the internets.
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Date: February 15th, 2007 09:39 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: February 14th, 2007 08:50 pm (UTC)But when I do reminisce, it is usually not about specific moments but a wondering of where past friends and lovers are now. I do wonder if they ever think of me, but I've not reached out to satisfy that curiosity often. Occasionally I think about contacting my former best friend and lover, Mike, but then I think better of that. If we do ever connect again, more time needs to pass.
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Date: February 15th, 2007 07:15 pm (UTC)All thoughts I have of old flames are bad ones, so I've absolutely no desire to reconnect with any of them.
Interesting how we approach our pasts differently.
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Date: February 14th, 2007 11:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: February 15th, 2007 09:55 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: February 15th, 2007 07:17 pm (UTC)Nifty that you popped up when you did. I was thinking about you recently, wondering where you were. See? You just illustrated my post. Good job!
It's Susan from Saudi
Date: February 21st, 2007 04:13 am (UTC)This is Susan Schwyn--now Martinez--from Saudi. We went to piano competitions together with Mrs. Azar.
I saw your entry on Aramco Brats from awhile ago, googled you and ended up here! What a great journal. Sounds like everything is going great. Congratulations on the marriage and baby. That is so exciting!
All is well here. I live in Houston with my wonderful husband. I can't believe we will have been married 6 years in June. Time flies. I am an attorney focusing on business consulting and tax planning. No kids for us. We are planning a trip to South Africa this year making it our "Pre-Kid Trip." We'll probably start trying after that.
I would love to hear from you. Drop me a line when you can at smartinez@absoluteplanning.com. Have you kept in touch with Mrs. Azar or know anything about her? I've thought of her often through the years. I too reminisce about the "good ol days" in RT. Those were great times.
Drop me a line when you can and I would love to catch up with you!
Susan