I have spent the last hour or so making changes to the blog template--I'm somewhat getting acquainted with my options. I like it better now because it is more reflective of Kenny and I. Black and gray for Kenny; purple for me...
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~~~~ Filtered Water ~~~~
Throughout most of his school days, Kenny drank a lot of bottled water. Not only when he was out 'n about, but at home as well. It's a common thing for people to drink bottled water around here- Fresno, CA. Part of my morning ritual was to get up early to put bottles of water in the freezer so they would partially freeze and stay cold throughout the hot days. Some days when it was really hot Kenny would take two bottles with him; however that changed after high school. Sometime during his senior year, I think, we got our first water filter. Its a fairly large container that we keep in the outside fridge; anyway Kenny was very happy we started using filtered water and he began drinking it in place of the gallon bottles we bought.
Slowly, he began drinking more and more filtered water so I bought him an eco-friendly metal bottle with a giant hook so he could carry it on his backpack. Its black, which I though was perfect for him and it is made to keep water cold. He said it made the water taste funny, "metally" is the word I think he used. I noticed he wasn't taking any water to school with him anymore so I bought him a refillable plastic water bottle that had a removable, freezable middle part. He didn't like that either, although he continued to drink a lot of filtered water. Eventually he drank only filtered water from the outside fridge and I stopped buying gallon waters altogether. The filtered water is also what I use to make coffee so Kenny and I took turns filling up the container. It got to the point that Kenny was drinking so much filtered water the container ( I think it holds half a gallon) had to be refilled every day or two. Basically he drank nothing else 91% of the time. He would drink until the water was nearly empty and then he would refill it back up to the top- I would pour in a Big Gulp size cup of water every time it got below the half way point. It was one of the little things we disagreed upon- but not really serious, except when I would wake up in the morning and there wasn't enough water for me to make coffee because Kenny had been up all night on, drinking water and not refilling it. Can you believe that was our biggest argument? And, once again not very serious.
Kenny and I rarely fought unless it was about his mental state. I always fought to keep him alive, although it didn't require actual fighting. There may have been two or three times I can remember Kenny yelling at me and in his 20 years of life he never cursed at me or around me. I still think he was an exceptional son for that very reason- I know so many children who yell and curse at their parents. Also, I know many parents who yell and curse at their children, which is something I didn't do much of, the yelling part>yes, there were times but the cursing part>no! I guess we were lucky that way--me and my awesome three sons.
Oh well, I completely loss track of the topic. Sorry~ What was that again? Oh yes--Kenny drank A LOT of filtered water-hmmph, maybe he was part fish...na, just kidding....a little weird humor>Kenny would totally get it.{:-)
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