The good:
- Monday night I made it to Loring Park to see Low (though the guys declined to join me).
- Yesterday we had a playdate at Brackett Park. It was lovely, even if the little man was a bit on the tired side. Dinner seemed to reinvigorate him so our little family unit went for a walk down to the neighborhood library. All in all a good day.
- Next month I plan to take the lad to Seattle. The husband may or may not join us. More on that to come.
The bad:
- Last week and over the weekend something was off - and I punked out on every single happening I planned to attend. Bad Sharyn. Bad.
- The husband’s luggage still hasn’t turned up. He’s supposed to call back tomorrow or Friday and will likely have forms to fill out. The filling-out-forms phase generally means all hope is lost.
The ugly:
- My ragweed allergies have kicked in full force and I now have fluid in my ears. This is a first. And a small taste of what it must have felt like for the little man, before he had tubes installed.
- Tomorrow I’m going to the State Fair, to see The Flaming Lips and Sonic Youth. A hard rain is supposed to fall. All afternoon and evening. Naturally the show is outdoors. Sigh.
Bonus: I love Tony Jaa. Sure, The Protector, looks to have a very similar plotline as Ong-Bak, but that’s not what it’s about. I will happily shell out money to watch that man’s Muay Thai and acrobatics on the big screen.
Plus: Man, everything is finding its way to YouTube these days. I remember being fascinated by the crayon-making process when I was a kid. To no one’s surprise, I still am.
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You know I think the ragweed is especially bad this year. Every single tube in my head (nose tube, ear tube, throat tube, tube connecting ears to throat, eye duct tube) itches like crazy. Sometimes I need to pause to rub mu eyes for like 5 minutes.
Boo! YouTube is down, no crayons for me…
Yay! YouTube is back up. Now I have a vague desire to work in a crayon factory, though it would probably end in hot wax and pain.
That looks like a picture of my brother Anis.
I hope the hubby’s luggage shows up sooooon!
I gotz the ragweed blues too. At least it’s only for a coupla weeks.
You are right, of course, but at the moment my eyes are ON FIRE and I wake up each morning with just my left ear canal clogged. It is bizarre. So for now I will daydream of spending the entire ragweed season in Iceland, where they have no ragweed and pollen counts are low in general. You can join me!
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