COVID-19

It's not really 19 COVID anymore, is it?   You don't hear people saying, "I got COVID-23 this weekend". Regardless, I have it.  I went all this time and thought I was going to make it through without contracting it, but today, it got me hard. 

I felt like the words flu-like pains in all my joints.  I wasn't stable walking, and really needed to lie down.   I had to do some things around the house though that couldn't wait.  My daughter wanted help and me play with her, but when I said I was almost certain I had it, she decided she didn't want to be near me.  

The 1% Battery Boy:  My son can wear out a battery.  He'll get it down to three percent and only then think about charging it.   I should write a whole blog post about it.  

The Bored Girl Updates:  My daughter is bored, wants us to play with her, wants help with this or that thing, and the list goes on.  She doesn't want to clean her room and put up her laundry.  I said I would play with her, but she had too put up her folded laundry from the hamper.  All she had to do was put them in drawers.  Suddenly she was sleepy and her leg hurts and she kept on about it.   So she didn't get played with today.   

3:30AM

My flight in the morning is at 6:15, which is early enough.  My husband and daughter's flight is at 5:15.  What in the world?  That's new and earlier than ever.  Yikes.   

I have to go pack.  And sleep.   Whew, it's already 10:30.  

MRRF Planning

We have so much going on.  I should be packing for MRRF, planning everything so that I can head to the airport, knowing I planned everything and got it all ready in good time.   Gone are those days.   I don't know when I'll pack, but tonight it's not going to happen.   I really feel like I'm a mess sometimes.  

I am trying to get details on another trip I'm taking in less than a month.  I'm going to help another company and they're sponsoring my trip in part.   It's a big event with 3D printing a small part of it.   I don't know the hotel yet, I don't know the schedule aside from very vague general blocks of time things are happening.   I'm okay with a lot of things being unknown but the lack of hotel bothers me because I don't want to have to stay somewhere far from the venue without a car.   They are sure it will all work out.  I hope so

I'm trying to coordinate a time to see my sister-in-law and I think we have a confirmed time the day I arrive.  I'm going to corner the company when I see them at MRRF this weekend and get some facts, darn it.   That being said, I'm very excited about MRRF.  Now, I have to go do something to get ready

The Boy At Home:  My son is staying with my in-laws this weekend and coming back to the house to take care of the guinea pigs.   He says he doesn't mind being left at home with them. 

The Daughter In The Finals:  My daughter and husband are off to Las Angeles so she can compete in The Braille Challenge Nationals for her second year running.  We are so proud of her.  She has blue hair for the event.  It looks wonderful!

Umbrelda

I don't like umbrellas.   In theory, they have a good purpose.  In practice, you're dealing with the umbrella far more than the umbrella is helpful to you when it's raining.   I was a staunch refusor of umbrella help for much of my life.  I would rather get wet than deal with an umbrella. 

Then I found an umbrella I love. I keep it in my car.  It's black and red and opens ut upside down.    Today, coming back from getting groceries for the special Father's Day dinner my son wanted to make for his father, it suddenly was pouring.  I had groceries, and I had to film, and I didn't want my hair to get drenched, which would mean frizzy after it dried.    

I have named this umbrella "Umbrelda".  I have never named an umbrella before.  I must really like it. 

The Big Boy Update: In the pouring rain at the store this afternoon, I sent my son to the car to get the umbrella.  He was so sweet to get it for me—especially because he didn't know where it was, and I had to mime how to get to it in the under-storage area.

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  My daughter's hair is the most gorgeous shade of blue now.  It is just so beautiful.  I had Sue bleach out two little bits right at the top front (where bangs would be), and they just set off her face with that amazing blue hair.   I love it so, so much.   

Gardenias

I wrote about these recently, I know, but it's the season of the gardenia flowers around the house, and I love how they smell.  I'm not sure if the kind I have here is the same as what my parents had at their house when I was growing up.   Mine seem to last only a day after picking them, no matter how much water you treat them to.   The ones my parents had seemed to last much longer.  

They also don't seem to have a very long season here, so I try to make the most of them while I can.  If someone could capture the true smell of gardenia flowers in a candle, I would buy stores of them.  One time, years ago in an airport I smelled exactly that: a candle that truly smelled like gardenia flowers.   It was expensive, and I didn't buy it.  I regretted that decision but I knew I would be going back to the location soon and I'd buy it then.  

When I returned, the candle was gone.   I looked every time I went back in hopes of finding it.  I've been looking for years and have never found one.   Maybe someday. 

The Happy Angry Children:  The children play so well together.   They get along and are making up games and really having a nice time.   Until something goes wrong.   And then they end on very bad terms.  They are particularly angry at us when we won't solve their problems for them.

The Father's Day Dinner

Dinner was delicious on Father's Day.   This was because we all went out to The Melting Pot and overate together.   My mother- and father-in-law were there with us, and we had our friend JC come join us too because he was down working with me on some things in preparation for the Midwest RepRap Festival coming up this weekend. 

My mother-in-law and I are there for the cheese.   I love the cheese.  I could eat cheese the whole meal while other people cooked their meats, had a salad and ate the chocolate fondue.   I could happily watch them do all of that while I ate more and more cheese.   

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  My daughter likes the meat part of the meal the best.  Which is interesting because she still contends that she's a vegetarian.   Some days. 

The  Big Boy Update:  My son could not stay in his seat.  He had to bop around and move while we ate.   The interesting thing was that the restaurant was almost empty.  On Father's Day I wouldn't have expected that.  So it was okay for him to move around since there were no people to bother. 

Father's Day Preparation

My daughter and I have a Father's Day present/surprise planned for my husband tomorrow.   Only I don't know if the thing I got for him won't work because because it's too small.   I'll see if I can get her to help me in the morning, but even if it doesn't work, it will still be a cute present.  

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  My daughter is well-prepared for Father's Day (she's always prepareed for any holiday that involves being grateful to a parent, grandparent or other person in her life.)  She loves doing complicated things to say she loves you.   I do love seeing her get excited about her gifts!