In the last week or so, the humans have all come down with some variation of the common cold and Jessie has done an amazing rebound and returned to life. It's been amazing to see, first she perked up a bit, then quite a bit, now she's trotting and hopping and seemingly just fine. After her collapse, I never imagined she'd bounce back.
It snowed yesterday for nearly 15 straight minutes. Matt picked up milk, bread and eggs because we were legit out of all 3, but it was still pretty funny. He mixed it up with some veggie eggrolls though.
Wednesday or Thursday, I woke up feeling like there was an entire pencil inside my ear canal. My chest was achy and my nose was doing that WTF thing where just one nostril works at a time. The other leaks at the rate of one tissue per 5 minutes. Throat was a little sore, but the drainage knocked my range of speech to creepy level 3. I sounded like a rusted man. When Chan had this last week, when she talked it sounded like 2 people talking it once. It was SO scary. It does not seem scary, but your child in stereo, with one voice a little lower than the other, is VERY creepy. Suck in air and talk. It was very much like that.
While it only snowed a dusting here, the schools were closed. We get made fun of ALL the time for shutting down when it snows at all, but the basis of that decision is made with the thought of little kids waiting for the bus in the early hours. Many, many people here don't have a good coat. So, make fun if you want, but next time it's sleeting, go stand by your mailbox before the sun comes up in a sweater and jeans for 20 minutes. Not everybody's mama can drive them to school.
A couple snaps from the snow.
I go back and forth with wondering if he dies via photograph if he would be vindicated for his lifetime of wariness or if his last thoughts would be of horror because-clicky thing, aaaaaaaa
When I finally did fall asleep last night, I woke up today with my nose crusted TO THE PILLOW. It cracked loose when I tried to roll over. Matt took one look and ran for the medicine cabinet, though 2 Sudafed and a Tylenol cold and congestion dose later, I feel NO BETTER.
To that end, I have decided to withdraw some from life and to celebrate, I unfriended the worst of the Trumpers still on my FB feed. There's supporting your party, there's hoping for the best, then at some point, it becomes a combination of willful ignorance and 'someone said'. And hate.
I typed way, way, way more and then deleted it because it was unkind. See? I am getting better. ish. I still can't stand a hate spewing idiot particularly and I do mean this-when they are a hypocrite. People can see when you say one thing and do another. I'm just done with observing and ready to call people out. Or, in this case, cut them loose. Some people are too far gone to fix.
Okay, I think I am wound down.
This weekend is a bust, though Matt is off at the studio and Jake and Chan are going to town. Ben is still puny.
Next week, there are plans for backpacking Friday because while it's 19 right now, it will be 70 a week from now. Aaaaaand, no wonder we all have colds. Various other things scattered in the week, just have to see how this cold is going.
17 words from being level 4 in Swedish. I really wish I could find someone who can speak it, so I can ask some questions particularly about pronunciation. Only 2 more levels and I will be proficient. I have started reading a few things. Children's books, short articles online, a few blogs. I need a LOT more words to fill in the gaps, but I can piece together pretty well by guessing the unknown words based on context. I doubt I will ever be able to write or speak my own thoughts without more training in stitching the words. Some sentences are word for word. Han ar trott, sa han vill stanna hemma. He is tired, so he will stay home. But then "I will be home at 4" is 'Jag ar hemma clockan fyra" 'I am home clock four.'.
I have a feeling it's similar to English rules, like using I or me, or a or an and once I figure it out, it will all be more simple.