The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

Don’t let the giraffes see you cry


Yeah, so, I’m feeling relatively normal again, which means we are back to doing our normal things such as going to the zoo.

We spend a lot of time at the zoo. And every time we go, Calvin has the animals he wants to see, and I have the animals I want to see (and soft-serve ice cream I want to eat). There are so many exotic animals at the zoo, but Calvin just wants to go the petting zoo and chase the ducks. I, on the other hand, want to see the penguins, because penguins are hilarious. And then I want to see the giraffes. They are so tall, skinny and beautiful. They are the supermodels of the animal kingdom.

I guess the giraffes were feeling brave that day, because they were really close to us. Or maybe they thought I had food for them.


They’re looking right at me! They can see into my soul!


I think the one on the right was trying to photobomb.

I’ve never seen a giraffe so close before. I could have reached over the railing and almost pet them. They are really amazing. I was looking at these lovely creatures, and thinking that a week earlier, I was so sick from chemotherapy. I was worried that I was going to spend the next five months of my life puking. But now I feel fine. And then I got all teary, because I’m a ridiculous person.

David: “What’s wrong?”
Me: “I’m just feeling really grateful. And now I’m embarrassed.”
David: “Why are you embarrassed?”
Me: “Because I cried in front of the giraffes. I don’t want them to see me crying.”

OK, enough about me crying for no reason. Let’s talk about some other stuff …

So, I finally broke up with “The Walking Dead.” I have not watched any of the new season and you know what?


I haven’t missed it at all. The show is a super bummer, and super bummers don’t play well with me right now. Plus, I have no idea where the show is going, and it turns out I don’t really care. Every season is the same: [Season starts] The gang meets new people and the new people get killed or the new people are horrible. Also, zombies … sometimes. [Season ends] I have no idea if I will pick it back up, but right now I’m feeling pretty confident I made the right call.

Since I have a new spot open in my TV viewing schedule, I filled with with “The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt” on Netflix, and it’s the funniest show I’ve seen long time. Do yourself a favor and watch it. So, so funny.

In Spawn related news, his speech therapy is coming along nicely. Communication has definitely improved in our house.


This week is the official start of Calvin’s dedicated specialists working with him in the preschool for about four hours every day. It’s a really exciting time. We just know that all of these services are really going to help him, and he is just going to bloom. He has so much to say, but he doesn’t know how to say it, and it’s finally going to happen. He is such a sweet, smart, funny kid. I’m so proud of him, and I’m so excited for him.


Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/podcaster/mother/goober in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, go on adventures with my mighty, mighty good man David and my awesome autistic son, Calvin, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

4 thoughts on “Don’t let the giraffes see you cry

  1. Lord have mercy, I cry for kleenex commercials! 🙂 Crying in front of giraffes is awesome and totally appropriate, pinkie swear.

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    The bigest animal

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