It took me a few days of living in allergy hell before I realized, "Oh yeah, there's a pill for that." I'm not sure why, but I hardly ever take medication when I am sick, so it's not really surprising that it took me so long to consider allergy meds. But once I realized they were out there, I couldn't get to the drugstore fast enough. And it just figured that the lady in front of me in line at the pharmacy had decided it would be a good idea to purchase the equivalent of a week's worth of groceries along with her prescription. It took all of my willpower not to claw my way in front of her, jump over the counter, and take off running with the Zyrtec.
For when a face to face apology seems too daunting.
May showers bring June flowers? Claire is prepared for the rainy weather.
Well, it's been almost five and a half years, but I finally got a new camera this week (the Canon 5D Mark III). I was ready for an upgrade last year, but was waiting for Canon to release its Mark II upgrade, which didn't happen until this March of this year. Then I debated switching to the new Nikon D800, but in the end I decided to stay loyal to Canon. Of course by the time I made my decision, the Mark III was backordered for weeks. But on Tuesday my new baby finally made its way into my hands.
"Mom, I'm going to sign my name so you know who the artist is. Because when you're a grandma, you'll forget."
Saturday was Matt's self-proclaimed "worst day of the year": the day he has to put in the window A/C units. This is the third year in a row he has declared it's the last year he'll have to perform this dreaded task. Hopefully the third time's the charm. His #1 priority when we eventually buy a new house? Central air. Exhibit A is this e-mail exchange between Matt, his sister Ashley, and her husband Anthony, who are moving to our area this summer. Matt forwarded them a real estate listing he thought they would be interested in:
Matt: Nice neighborhood, central air, and 4 bedrooms. Need I say more.
Anthony: Ashley and I considered this one, but it has one critical flaw that I am not sure I can live with. The front door is not centered on the front porch. Looks like they made a mistake building it. We'd have to either move the door 1 foot to the left, or leave the door and move the house right.
Matt: That's funny; I could see that bothering me too. Right up until I opened the door and cool central air smacked me in the face.
Ashley: I seem to be sensing a trend in your e-mails, Matt. Let me see if I get this straight: you would like central air?
Of course, swinging and eating frozen yogurt with Lucy makes everything better.