Gray Skies Are Gonna Clear Up...

It's been so long since I've written regularly, that I'm trying to get back in the habit...

Hence, today's excerpt from the life of:

Went to work, immediately got horrendous allergies. In my office we have two "conditions" - the Atypon Knee (several people have had bad knee injuries, including me) and the Atypon Sneeze. This is, I swear, the worst. It seems like it's mostly where I'm sitting - everybody sneezes, and we all say "God Bless". I think it's the air conditioning or something, making everybody sick. All I know is I was outrageously sick last year when I started, and this lasted throughout Spring, and now it's happening again. I walked in to work feeling fine this morning, and ten minutes after I got there, I could hardly breathe. One of my coworkers came in, sat at my desk, and said she could hardly open her eyes, they were stinging.

So I worked like this until 4:30pm, when Jeff and Elise came to pick me up. Elise drew some pictures on my whiteboard - a smiley face heart, as a matter of fact, with the words "Mommy I love you". As stupid and saccharine as this sounds, I really do sit back and stare at these pictures at work and they make me feel better.

It was a pretty good day. Cold as hell, which is so weird at this time of year, but a good day nonetheless. Elise made me dinner tonight, from paper shapes she cut out in red and blue. I was in the bedroom doing my html homework - Java Applets, yah-freakin' hoo - and listening to the soundtrack from "Oh Brother Where Art Thou" - I've discovered in myself a certain leaning towards Bluegrass, who knew? She came in with a "plate" and a "spoon" and some construction paper fruit and vegetables. She proclaimed it a "healthy meal" because she had cooked fish and other healthy things. I chowed down. I then returned the favor and made her two hotdogs, and some steamed veggies. We each had a few sips of rootbeer. I cut out some pink construction paper bats.

We're winding up our night now. Elise has watched "The Cat in the Hat" three times tonight already - welcome to the reality that is childhood. It could have been worse, believe me. At least at seven, she's pretty much outgrown Barney.

Back to the allergies for a moment - plans have been made to rip up all the carpet in our incredibly tiny mobile home. I'm actually very happy about this. It sucks to have carpets and pets at the same time, and the people who lived here before us raised puppies, and not carefully, if you take my meaning. It's much easier to keep a Pergo floor clean,and there's no carpet pad to go moldy. Elise's room will come first - this weekend we're going to clear everything out of it (and piling it in the living room is our only option at this point, so life is going to be hell for a while), pull up the carpet, put down the Pergo, paint the walls, and then Jeff's mom Carol has promised to buy Elise a bunkbed from Ikea, complete with a cute little canopy.

Now fess up: wouldn't you have killed for something like this when you were a kid? We've looked at this thing in the store, and it's like sleeping in a little starry cave. Elise is beside herself with excitement.

Ack. It's late again. I swore we'd be in bed by 8:30pm, and it's 2 freakin hours later already.

Gotta boogie. Ciao fer now...