Ouch and Easter

I hate drama and feeling happy/in pain at the same time. The worst part is watching everyone else involved feeling the same way. Or even worse, not knowing what is going on.

This weekend was amazing on so many fronts. I'm exhausted and have to give a presentation tomorrow. The shot was easy, I really don't feel any changes, although my voice cracked twice today...but it has been doing that sporadically since adolescence. (Ah the thrills of having a low female voice) 50 milligrams is such a tiny dose.

It was good to talk with my brother this week (via AIM), I'm glad he called when he read the name change on my facebook profile. I feel like the best way to negotiate this situation is setting healthy boundaries with my siblings and then with my parents. My Dad emailed me with to wish me a happy Easter and fill me in on some of the things he's doing. That made my day. I also called home and got the message machine to wish the fam. happy Easter. I kinda miss LAUMC's sunrise service and the Easter brunch tradition. But I had a wonderful time with Keith and Marcel today...and Toby and Eleanor tonight.