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Happy things.
1) Thank you to everybody who played my Memorial Day poll! Your gift of thanks is that I don't delve any deeper. :)
2) If you count the next item, which I do, I have exercised for at least forty minutes for the last eight days in a row! And yet my sleeping patterns still stink.
3) Ash, Pumpkin-boy, and I went to the Georgia Renaissance Festival yesterday. Man, the people there had a lot of disposable income! It was fun seeing the stuff that you're supposed to be there to see, of course, but the general people-watching was fascinating. And we got to try archery, and fried mac and cheese, and fake magic wands. And there were so many real weapons. A lot of the people didn't put on the accent, though. They didn't sound particularly southern, either, which had me wondering if maybe the Southern take on old England was to sound like a CT Yankee.
I was pretty good about putting on my sunscreen for except one little triangle on my forehead near the hairline that is big enough to make me laugh every time I look in the mirror, but small enough to have not made me sick.
4) Still teaching Ash to swim. I think he is a mutant breather. Anyway, here's a public service announcement to everyone to get their kids in the water young! Adults learning to swim are really, really awkward.
5) The weird sty thing right below my eyebrow that was beginning to creep dangerously close to the eye itself is shrinking on its own!
6) I made a friend! Basically my own age! And gender! And nationality! Who lives in our apartment complex! And likes to do a lot of the same things I do!!! After a long paper-work-related delay, I finally helped out at a church youth group thing and got talking with the only other volunteer who doesn't have kids in it and we're going to carpool to Mass and go to the pool and play trivia and board games and stuff!
I also had fun with the kids playing dodge-ball and soccer. It made me want to find a rec league around here, except I know the level of play would be way over my head. The other adults were all, "Oh, you're so good!" but I know better. Soccer is kinda like swimming for me in that way, that I have a deceptively natural comfort with the basics. But people who still do sports once they're grown up tend to have been really excellent at them when they were young, and I never was excellent at anything athletic, except the long jump in fourth grade. I always did love soccer, though. Not swimming. By the time I finished middle-school swim team I was so done with clingy suits and chlorine that I barely put a toe in a pool for the next decade. It's so backwards, then, that I'm swimming every few days now. :( I miss soccer like the One That Got Away.
7) But this was a happy post! So I was also thinking lately that there are a couple of things that I am not allergic to about Atlanta. #1 I can walk to the free gym! #2 I can walk to the free pool, albeit without a deep end. #3 I can walk to the video store and some shops, even though sometimes that means I have to take an allergy pill when I get home. #4 Public transportation to the airport #5 Atlanta HP Meet-Up Group #6 Root beer #7 Shopping at Target instead of Walmart #8 Learning new songs at church #9 Atlantic Station with Cold Stone and fudge
8) #5 reminds me. At the latest meet-up, one of the women forgot my name and called me Drew Barrymore Look-Alike. ??? On the one hand, I can't really think of a better celebrity comparison -- because I can't think of any celebrity comparison. On the other hand, why not just Girl With Glasses? Or Hey You? But it was another fun meet-up, our third.
9) And guess what one of the things I had to draw for Harry Potter Pictionary was? Sugar Quills!
:)
1) Thank you to everybody who played my Memorial Day poll! Your gift of thanks is that I don't delve any deeper. :)
2) If you count the next item, which I do, I have exercised for at least forty minutes for the last eight days in a row! And yet my sleeping patterns still stink.
3) Ash, Pumpkin-boy, and I went to the Georgia Renaissance Festival yesterday. Man, the people there had a lot of disposable income! It was fun seeing the stuff that you're supposed to be there to see, of course, but the general people-watching was fascinating. And we got to try archery, and fried mac and cheese, and fake magic wands. And there were so many real weapons. A lot of the people didn't put on the accent, though. They didn't sound particularly southern, either, which had me wondering if maybe the Southern take on old England was to sound like a CT Yankee.
I was pretty good about putting on my sunscreen for except one little triangle on my forehead near the hairline that is big enough to make me laugh every time I look in the mirror, but small enough to have not made me sick.
4) Still teaching Ash to swim. I think he is a mutant breather. Anyway, here's a public service announcement to everyone to get their kids in the water young! Adults learning to swim are really, really awkward.
5) The weird sty thing right below my eyebrow that was beginning to creep dangerously close to the eye itself is shrinking on its own!
6) I made a friend! Basically my own age! And gender! And nationality! Who lives in our apartment complex! And likes to do a lot of the same things I do!!! After a long paper-work-related delay, I finally helped out at a church youth group thing and got talking with the only other volunteer who doesn't have kids in it and we're going to carpool to Mass and go to the pool and play trivia and board games and stuff!
I also had fun with the kids playing dodge-ball and soccer. It made me want to find a rec league around here, except I know the level of play would be way over my head. The other adults were all, "Oh, you're so good!" but I know better. Soccer is kinda like swimming for me in that way, that I have a deceptively natural comfort with the basics. But people who still do sports once they're grown up tend to have been really excellent at them when they were young, and I never was excellent at anything athletic, except the long jump in fourth grade. I always did love soccer, though. Not swimming. By the time I finished middle-school swim team I was so done with clingy suits and chlorine that I barely put a toe in a pool for the next decade. It's so backwards, then, that I'm swimming every few days now. :( I miss soccer like the One That Got Away.
7) But this was a happy post! So I was also thinking lately that there are a couple of things that I am not allergic to about Atlanta. #1 I can walk to the free gym! #2 I can walk to the free pool, albeit without a deep end. #3 I can walk to the video store and some shops, even though sometimes that means I have to take an allergy pill when I get home. #4 Public transportation to the airport #5 Atlanta HP Meet-Up Group #6 Root beer #7 Shopping at Target instead of Walmart #8 Learning new songs at church #9 Atlantic Station with Cold Stone and fudge
8) #5 reminds me. At the latest meet-up, one of the women forgot my name and called me Drew Barrymore Look-Alike. ??? On the one hand, I can't really think of a better celebrity comparison -- because I can't think of any celebrity comparison. On the other hand, why not just Girl With Glasses? Or Hey You? But it was another fun meet-up, our third.
9) And guess what one of the things I had to draw for Harry Potter Pictionary was? Sugar Quills!
:)