Cathy in the Wright

Ahh. Choo.

We had a beautiful fall weekend around here. Friday night was soccer. 2-1 victory over a team that had beaten us previously. The only blemish on the evening was the unexpected return of the mosquitoes. They were horrible. And of course everyone had taken the Off! out of their athletic bags a few weeks ago. We went out after the game to celebrate our win and to watch the Twins tank.

Woke up Saturday morning feeling like a 90-year-old, hungover, emphysema patient with mono. The bar was a bit smoky, but not horrendous. As I don't smoke and didn't drink that night, I felt this condition of mine to be really unfair. If I had known ahead of time how awful I was going to feel, I would have made it worth my while.

Spent a lot of Sunday in bed, but then rebounded enough to make to another soccer game Sunday evening. It felt good to get out and run. My lungs would beg to differ. But we agreed it was a beautiful day to be outside. Perhaps one of the last ones we'll see this fall. And who wouldn't be willing to sacrifice a few thousand alveoli on such a majestic day?

This morning I woke up feeling crummy, but the weather was too beautiful once again to allow for wallowing in bed. Having two children tends to prevent that sort of thing as well. No pity, though. We had a great day. The Governor, Hoocher, and I walked down to the bus stop a little early today. We all laid down in the big clover patch and watched the clouds for a while. And when The Senator's bus arrived, The Senator got off and joined us. Warm, fall air...no bugs...birds singing...colorful leaves falling...no other noises but our soft voices...

The peace and contentment were almost tangible.

And...The Governor went pee like a big boy FOUR times today. He might be seven before he ever decides to have a bowel movement in the toilet, but we're going to have this urination thing licked in a couple of weeks!

Posted by Cathy at October 11, 2004 09:51 PM