Yesterday the acupuncturist noticed that Willow had a cold. She recommended some herbs to help with congestion. Sure! Great! She brought them to us in little bags. Inside one of the bags were these really cute little yellow cylindrical tins with orange writing, all in Chinese. I am immediately wondering if I can open them without damaging them too much, because they are so adorable and there must be some crafty thing that can be done with them. On the lid was a picture of a monkey. Perfect! We love monkeys! Willow likes to climb on my lap when I am sitting on the couch and shout, "MONKEY!" So I say, "Look, Willow, monkey!" To which the acupuncturist says, "Oh, that’s right, you’re vegetarian. Hmmm. This has MONKEY PADS (emphasis mine) in it," while rubbing the palm of one hand with the fingers of the other.
You know, I don’t know what sort of look I gave her. I was wondering if she meant something like hair or fingernails, you know, something you don’t have to kill the monkey to get, and I was wondering how I felt about this cold Willow has and if I wanted her to eat dried monkey shavings to get better, when the acupuncturist said, "Or maybe it’s gall bladder."
Is that legal?? That sounds like cannibalism to me. I had visions of 28 Days Later and Willow turning into a zombie, or that movie with the monkeys and Brad Bitt and crazy viruses. We took a vegetarian version that came in a less adorable package, so I didn’t get the little yellow tins. But when we got home there I saw there was a prop 65 warning on it. Needless to say, we will just deal with the snot.
People EAT monkey parts? That is wrong. Even if I weren’t (mostly) vegetarian! I give Willow cod liver oil, and she eats eggs, but we have to draw the line at monkeys. Ewwwwwww.
The big kids are gone for the weekend and I am unmotivated. I did get the girls’ room mostly cleaned up, made some mix cds (Eve is thinking OH MY GOD! FINALLY!!!), made the baked ziti (so good I could cry) and the tortilla soup (also very very good). But, I should have been a whirlwind of activity and I was not. I didn’t even get dressed today. I just put photos on Flickr so my far-away family could see photos of the kids. I think that when I finally get time where I don’t have to do a million things at once, I get into slacker mode and get stuck there. Oh well. The next two weeks will be very very busy, so I won’t have an opportunity to feel lazy again for some time.
Time to go check on Willow and heat up some left over baked ziti for John for when he gets home. I had ice cream for dinner. Bad bad bad.