I'm trying to avoid typing any word with the letter k because Chipmun - k pried various k -eys off my k - eyboard with a for- k the other day, and the only one I can't get bac- k on is that offending letter that we've been tal-k-ing about. So I have to remove the flat top piece and push the little rubber thingie underneath in order to... use that letter.
I should be working (that letter again, slowing me down) on Katydid's IHIP right now. My brain is not in gear, though. Ragweed season just started. How do I know this? Because my cold that was not going away because of my allergies just got worse again. And because there is goldenrod blooming in my field. And because I noticed the first red leaves on one of our maple trees yesterday. And because yesterday night at soccer we saw three wedges of geese flying south. We had 2 whole days of 80 degree temperatures, and now it is apparently fall.
This is why I confused the heck out of my allergist. She asked what time of year was bad for me, and I said spring, summer, and fall, and she looked at me kind of funny, and I said, well, ragweed season, and she said, oh, late summer, and I thought, I am in the wrong part of the country, aren't I?
This is what my house mostly looks like right now:
Books everywhere. I'm not going to show you my bedroom floor.
Jen's post about aprons reminds me that I should wear mine more often. I asked for aprons for Christmas a few years back, and Andy bought me 3. I only remember to wear them when I'm already covered in flour, though, and they're a little difficult to wear in summer because they're full aprons, and we don't have any air conditioning. (Not that we need air conditioning, mind you, but it does get a little warm here every now and then.) What I really need to protect my clothing, though, is some kind of Mommy clean suit. Jen says she can sometimes go a couple of weeks without washing an apron, but by the end of the day, particularly in the summer, I am almost as dirty as the boys. Also, why is it that I find those books about homey hand-sewn creations like aprons and quilts so appealing when I can barely sew a crooked stitch myself? Living vicariously, I guess. I also happen to be an inveterate armchair traveler.
I made my first salsa of the season today, but the pepper I used (the first off the plant) had no heat. Too much rain and not enough sun. Still, it makes me happy to have fresh salsa.
Last night we arrived home to find that tornadoes had touched down only miles away from Andy's family in Memphis. A quick phone call and we were all grateful to hear that everything was okay. Today we are getting the rain from that front -- an all-day soaking rain, but no tornadoes, thankfully. On Wednesday, we did have a few storms and some torrential downpours... which knocked out power to the Amtrack trains, which Andy happened to be taking home from New York City, which meant that a 2 hour ride turned into a 6 hour ride. He did, however, make it home for our 15th anniversary, which was yesterday. We celebrated by eating McDonald's at a soccer game.