Friday, August 15, 2008
Even After All These Years...
...this song still makes me weepy.
Reminds me of:
DKR (it was "our song" after all)
my youth
my first love
promise
"feeling the good times of love's miracle"
I promise you - I'm not cooking meth. I'm just congested.
All week I've been plagued by ear issues. Is it due to Monday's swimming hi jinks? Is it allergy congestion? Only Jesus and/or Cher know... Anyhoo, today I followed my mom's advice and stopped by the Longs Drugs pharmacy to ask what they suggest for my earache/ stuffiness issue. Lady (and I use that term loosely) is all "If it's water in your ear, use Swimmer's Ear drops. If it's congestion, breathe in lots of steam, drink a lot of water and take a decongestant like Sudafed". I'm all "OK". Then I go to buy Sudafed from the shelf. Turns out they don't sell it - you have to pick up a card, bring it to the pharmacy and purchase there. Annoyance #1: why didn't "lady" save me a trip to the shelf if I was just going to end up back at the pharmacy counter?
I hand the Sudafed card to "lady". She's all "Wait and I'll get this for you". She comes back and is all "Someone else has to ring this up for you". I'm all "Hmph!". Then the other "lady" comes to ring me up and pulls out a Trapper Keeper notebook I need to fill out. Annoyance #2: they make me give my name, address, signature and show my ID in order to buy one box of Sudafed. WTF?!
Take one look at me and you know I'm don't have a meth habit. Come on - I'm overfed and (in my humble opinion) have nice teeth. These are not qualities that describe your typical meth user.
After all this hullaballoo at Longs this Sudafed had better work or else...
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Are You There, Nature? It's Me, IAH.
Spent the weekend with The Tami and Sean (and their pup Sienna). Ate super well. Sean is a whiz with a camping stove. We had shrimp and scallop risotto on Friday night. Dude!!!
Hiked from Pan Toll to Stinson Beach on Saturday (hence the toe blister). It was dusty but beautiful. Redwoods galore. Then lunch at Stinson, naps at the beach and cocktails before heading back up the hill.
Overall - the camping was fun. The nights were too warm (don't know what the sleeping bag was lined with - live alpacas?!) but no other complaints. Hurrah!!
Monday, August 11, 2008
Invasion of the Crystal Gayles
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