East Pratt

Spring in Baltimore

Bounce Back

Work. Sucked.

I guess it just goes to show how vile folks can be and I suppose it further demonstrates my commitment, passion, and need for vindication.

I. am. not. done.

It's. not. personal.

It's. worse.

Now that's off my ample chest. I'm over it. I just. needed. to speak. in short sentences. through clenched teeth.

OVER. IT. NOW.

To be continued. . . .

Spring in Baltimore

East Baltimore St and Washington

My Commute Patterson Market

Patterson Park Ave and Fayette

Fluffy. Buddy

Seems rather put out. I guess my incessant sneezing keeps shaking the bed!

SICK!!

Chris didn't apparently have allergies. He must have had a virus and has very kindly shared it. I've had a pretty rough week at work and now I can tell the wretched virus is on the cusp of winning. Trying to take it easy and be positive. Don't want to have to cancel weekend plans. Watching a show called The Genius of Photography. Maybe I will learn something. I'm sure I will. Can I apply it? It's going to be a stretch. Looking forward to it.
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The VW Stopped Here

Or rather we hobbled in here this AM, tried to purchase some coffee from.the nice man behind the counter to ceiling bullet proof glass, (it's not that kind of place), and waited for a tow truck. Car should be better tomorrow afternoon.

End of all that is sacred in marriage!

Easter Sunday AM:

C ("sick" sure he's suffering tonsillitis or step - yet no suspicious fever)

d. "It's post nasal drip. You have allergies or a sinus infection."

C "My throat is killing me, it's not post-nasal drip."

d. "You don't feel warm. You have allergies."

C (In the bathroom for an extended period) "Do you still have your tonsils?"

d (Engrossed in a fantastic book and not having flossed) "Yeeeeesssss. . .Whyyyyyyy????"

C "I just want to see them."

d "You are not looking at my tonsils! Have you ever seen my tonsils before? How would you know if they looked normal?"

C "I just want to take a look. C'mon baby."

d "You won't be able to see them anyway."

C "Yes I can." (Coming into the spare room, wielding my syrup laden, breakfast fork for a tongue depressor)

d (Scared to death of the doctor let alone fork wielding husband) "There is no way in hell you are using a fork as a tongue depressor"

C "Come one baby, I'd show you my tonsils"

d "I bet you would."

S-T-R-E-T-C-H-E-D

Stretch -ed = Wrech-ed (feeling). . .

I'm sure there was a time when everyone one loved and cared about lived within a 5 mile radius. Gone are the days. I don't consider myself one with "superficial" friends. I keep my good friends close and by best friends and family as close as I possibly can. . .It's not measured in physical miles rather in the miles we've traveled together - physical, emotional, or otherwise.

There comes a time when you start stacking up weekends 3 deep with tentative plans, trying to catch up, trying to see everyone, being everything to everyone and expecting everyone to be everything to you in that moment.

Time contracts. Space contracts. There is only a set number of minutes, moments that you can spend with someone you adore before they are gone again.

And that puts pressure on your time together. It doesn't allow for the relaxation you feel after 24 hours. I doesn't allow for all the minor tiffs, troubles, and miseries one might experience in transit. That weight is still there.

It leaves one with merely a brilliant flash; a flash of the funny, hideous, hilarious, horrific, beautiful time you once knew together. It leaves you wanting more.

Maybe that's what makes the heart so fond?

I'm looking forward to about 6 weekends straight full of family and friends and I can't wait!! My only regret is it never lasts long enough. It always leaves me wanting more. It makes my heart sing and ache all at once.

How I'm Wrapping Up My Vaca Day

Uncle Sam will not be denied! Time to finish it, bite the bullet, and file it. Let's just be thankful we had AGI this year given the tough times. That kinda' reduces the sting. Stiil sometimes I can't help thinking my money would be better used if I just donated it to someone in need.

The Doodle

Is not such a tough guy at the vet's!

Guess Who Is at the Vet's This Time?

Dexter for a recheck. Any other time I have to fight to get him in the carrier. Now he's hunkered down in there and doesn't want to exit. Cats!!

Objects of Desire

Cutest Enamel bracelets EVER!! My latest fave for spring.

Tilghman

I shoo-ed him off the bed and this is where he relocated! I've clearly lost all control.

Happy Easter

From Molly and Tilghman who are currently waiting for me to drop a pancake