Yo all you homeboys out in Bronx, this one’s for you!
How goes it, blog? The ranimals and I just hoofed it over to the park for a brief walk.
My eyelashes look nice again, but the damage is already done: I went to my eye doctor yesterday and she confirmed that yes, sure enough, the girl that did the HORRIBLE job on my lashes last month gave me an eye infection, called a “chalazion” (not to be confused with calzone). It’s a little bump under my left eyelid. I noticed it a couple weeks ago, took another few days before I was brave enough to Google it, and did what the Internet suggested I do (warm compresses throughout the day). Apparently these little bastards go away on their own.
I have also been getting a lot of headaches lately, and I was concerned that the bump under my eyelid was somehow causing those, but they don’t appear to be related. I suspect I have some sort of weird seasonal allergies. I’ve been taking nasal decongestant for the last few days and the headaches are better. The chalazion is getting smaller too, I think. I hope!
I’ve been debating on whether or not to let the owner of the lash place where I had my lashes done so poorly know about the eye infection. I’m leaning towards YES. Shouldn’t she know? She should know.
Ohhhhh it was a real happenin‘ Friday night ’round here, let me tell ya, with my eyelid bump and headache and meh and merrrrrr. We laid on the couch, ingesting Fudgesicles and watching “Batman”, circa 1989. Jack Nicholson steals the entire movie, and I oohed and aahed over Kim Basinger’s beauty. Josh doesn’t see what all the fuss is about–he doesn’t think she’s beautiful at all. I keep telling him that he needs to re-watch “My Stepmother is an Alien” and then get back to me about her beauty:
Just start at the 3 minute mark. SO HOT! When that movie came out I was so young my mother forbid me to watch that scene. I just waited until she was out of the house (or room, more likely) and watched it, ha ha Mom!
Free fruit snacks during our dogwalk at the park. Mmmmmmm.
This adorable VW was right in front of us when we were driving around this weekend doing errands. Love the sunglasses!
We stopped by “Display & Costume” so I could pick up Corinne a few birthday prezzies–her birthday is next Tuesday. 26! So fresh. I couldn’t resist buying myself these unicorn band-aids, since I seem to be hurting myself a lot lately.
Sunday morning the whole fam went for a 5 mile run. Nice view!
I cracked open our “donation” box and, a’la Fleeta, started removing items from it–and one of the items that Josh had added was my ancient Bob Marley t-shirt. I bought it during my first trip to Seattle, with Nico, back in 2003, and the armpits were full of holes. I merely chopped off the sleeves and voila! A “muscle” shirt! For all of those muscles that I WANT SO BADLY.
We decided, now that the cat-piss-carpet-project is complete, that it would be fun to start painting rooms, so we’re beginning with a room that is not that crucial, the “office”. We narrowed our paint choices down to 4 different greens, and they are currently smeared haphazardly all over the room. I think we have further narrowed it down to 2 choices: the lime-ish hues. The mint ones remind us too much of hospitals.
I planted some free wildflower seeds that came in the mail, and these flowers popped up. They are beautiful, and I have no idea what they are.
Meanwhile, the rhubarb is still going strong.
I bought myself this happy little “SPEED KILLS” t-shirt to use during training sessions for the half-marathon, because my entire running philosophy is all about going slooooooow. Like a turtle.
Maggie dog begging for almonds. Apparently almonds are bad for dogs too, I learned after feeding them both almonds recently. D’oh.
I mean gee whiz, who can keep track? I should probably print out a list of foods that are bad for dogfriends and keep it prominently in the kitchen, since it seems to keep growing.
Alriiiight. Time to finish my coffee and go for a 4-miler. Then I’m going to blow up that inflatable pool I bought a month ago and fill it with water! It’s finally hot enough again to use it. Sheesh, I was beginnning to think that summer was over, or something.