Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Little things from under the weather
My normal server is down, so I can't make Blogger match the captions to the photos. I imagine you can figure them out for yourselves.
Sophia and Orion.
About the most important thing I did on Saturday was to teach Orion and his friend Sophia that milk makes wonderfully elastic bubbles, and lots of them.
(Sophia's dad thanked me, of course.)
Kung Fu Hustle.
Kung Fu Mahjong, not so much.
but definitely Kung Fu Hustle.
Robert has a new Poppet-y tattoo. More photos and info can be seen here.
A Poppet contemplated Lake Tahoe during Pete's travels.
I'm a bit under the weather with some sort of cold-y virus-y miserable thing that jumped onto Pete, then Orion and then me. Judging by their speedy recoveries, it appears to be mean, but very short-lived. They were already back underwater today.
Rest, fluids, and the entire second season of Dead Like Me seems to be getting me through it fine.
The heat is wearing on us. We expect this every year, but this summer seems particularly bad. The brighter it gets outside, the colder and blacker become my soul. Ahhh. Summer Hate. At 7:30 this evening, the decking outside was still too hot to stand on. I'm working, tortoise-like, steadily, quietly. Slowly is better than nothing. It goes back to that whole 'chipping wisdom' concept. I force myself to do some bit of work every single day on the fortune teller and, well, I begin to see the end of the end.
Time for pj's and cold medicine.