That’s my theme song today.

Only I replace “Cameron” with “Haley.”

(I’m sure you remember the tune from Ferris Beuller’s Day Off.)

Honestly, it’s been in my head all day long.

“Why?” You ask….

Because I’m in serious mourning for my Ba, and I have a horribly terrible cold. Only, I can’t sing my song in bed with the lights off and that static electric ball thingy humming relaxingly away. Nope, up I get out of bed to rescue the little monkey from the pain of her impending teeth. DARK and early. She’s teething like crazy, and I can’t be bothered to rock her back to sleep for an hour, so I give in and nurse her till her precious little eyelids close. Meanwhile, I can’t breathe, and my head is pounding, and every time I swallow it hurts.

Later, when it’s BRIGHT and early, I drag myself out of bed to feed the monkey bananas and oatmeal and take her out for a walk to the park. I push her on the swing for a bit, which knocks me right out, makes me sweat and ache–yes, I’m tired after 2 minutes of swinging a 10-month old on a baby swing.

When Haley Went to Egypt’s Land….

So, I put her back in the carriage and take her to Mastermind. I figure she needs a new toy right now–especially with such a sad-faced (well, fake-smiling–I’m totally trying!), stuffy-nosed, sweaty, sluggish mama.

Turns out this is a really good idea. The toys perk me up a bit.

I get her this wind-up caterpillar, which I named Farfallina–after the caterpillar in one of my favourite kids’ books Farfallina & Marcel….

And, the V-tech Learn and Discover Driver….

But, then I get depressed again, because, in the end, all monkey wants to play with is the damn water bottle I bought on the walk….

When Haley Went to Egypt’s Land…Let My Haley Gooooo…..

By the way, I’ve taken to telling everyone in sight that “my cat died.” I bought a new mascara at Shopper’s Drug Mart, for example, and I told the salesguy “I’m just not taking my sunglasses off because my eyes are puffy because my cat died–but do you think I should get the black or the brown?”

And, at Booster Juice: “I don’t want the free booster because you don’t have the kind of booster I need…yeah, that’s right, my cat died–got anything for that?”

I guess I’m still in shock, and telling total strangers about it is helping me adapt to the reality that my sweet Ba’s no longer with me. He’s not “just a cat,” though. He’s my best friend. Dammit.

When Haley Went to Egypt’s Land…Let My Haley Gooooo….

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