Last night I went into the bathroom. When I was washing my hands, there was a spider near the towels. I tried to kill it, but it kind of "jumped" towards me. I screamed. Joe ran in. I think he was thinking I started to bleed again or something. He was relieved it was only a spider. I'm happy to know he can move so quickly.
Today was my first day back to my "normal" routine. Joe dropped Jack off at preschool so I wouldn't have to be in town for almost 3 hours. It was the first time I have driven in over four weeks. My Expedition seemed so large and tall. I had forgotten how monstrous that thing is.
Jack had an appointment with a dermatologist after school. It was an appointment I had scheduled months ago, so I hated for him to miss it. I had taken him about six months ago for a white spot on his cheek. I was afraid he was developing vitiligo, a skin condition that all of my sisters have. The doctor does not think it is vitiligo, but pityriasis alba, a temporary lightening of the skin in children, which he should outgrow before adolescence. It's not visible now, mostly in the summer when he is tan. He gave him a prescription lotion to use for the summer, but only if sunblock doesn't help.
After his appointment, we ran to get gas and to BJ's. I must really be craving tomatoes because I bought a 2-pound container of grape tomatoes, 2 large jars of spaghetti sauce, 3 8-packs of canned tomatoes (stewed, diced, and flavored diced). I remember craving tomatoes when I was pregnant with Carter. I swore he would look Italian after all that marinara sauce I made and consumed that year!