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Going to the grocery store exhausts you. Even the thought of going made you tired, but you can't NOT go, since you've been away for over a week and there is absolutely nothing to eat in the house.
It is not even nine o'clock and I *so* want to go to bed.
There is a fifty fifty chance I will go to Stockholm and not Hiroshima. There is also a fifty fifty chance I will go to Hiroshima and not Stockholm. I am hoping for the first option. Because if I can go to Stockholm and not go to Hiroshima I can audition for a play this fall. But if I have to go to Hiroshima, I can not audition. So I am hoping it will all go according to plan.
My co-worker, S, has posted some photos of the last week on FaceBook. The group shot of us that includes me is from our night at the California Academy of Sciences. The rainforest exhibit is quite wonderful, but still a little raw. Give it five years to grow and I think it will be spectacular. The swamp with the underwaer tunnel was pretty damned cool. And the planetarium show was awesome! It has been a heck of a long time since I've seen a planetarium show, and this one is 100% digital. It was also narrated by Sigourney Weaver. For local San Francisco folk, I highly recommend the experience. But I also understand it is almost impossible to get into it, as tickets sell out for each show really really early. We were damned lucky our host group was so cool they basically rented out the space.
Before we boarded the plane the gate attendant came on the loudspeaker to mention we were traveling with someone who had a severe air-borne nut allergy, and requested that we refrain from opening anything with nuts in it while on the flight. Which made the flight home long and snack-free for me, since I didn't have anything with me that was completely nut free. So I had to content myself with water and gum. Which was completely fin, as it was the red-eye, but every time I had the thought to go for some noshes, I had to stop myself. I can not imagine going through life with an allergy that severe that someone eating nuts just in the same vicinity threatens your life. So I was happy to refrain from snacking on the flight. I still remember having the allergy attack when I was seated a row away from a guy traveling with a cat. If the flight had been any longer than about four hours I probably would have requested a seat change, since by the end of the flight I was fairly well on the way to miserable - but then I got out of the immediate vicinity of the feline and was fine. And my allergy is really rather mild.
The dates for my HS 20th reunion have changed YET AGAIN... For the third, and hopefully final time. This reunion they are looking for not only those that graduated, but any who spent any time in the class what-so-ever. Move aways, boarding school, prep school, private school transfers included. Which all told, through the twelve years, is probably about 250 people. Plus spouses, significant others, etc. If we get a third of that, I will be surprised. But the venue they've chosen is a hotel - which seems odd, because even our prom wasn't in a hotel. I don't think we've ever as a class had any type of event in a hotel. Even the Senior Banquet was held in the fancy dining room of a college located in town.
Ah well. Now I'm just rambling, so I think it is time for a late dinner and early bedtime. Tomorrow I should be back to what passes for normal (and tomorrow I'll be puppy sitting in the afternoon - my folks are going to an event, and unfortunately the pup is still too young to be left alone without someone to let him out when he needs to go. No worries, we'll play, and nap, and have a grand time. Should be fun!).
It is not even nine o'clock and I *so* want to go to bed.
There is a fifty fifty chance I will go to Stockholm and not Hiroshima. There is also a fifty fifty chance I will go to Hiroshima and not Stockholm. I am hoping for the first option. Because if I can go to Stockholm and not go to Hiroshima I can audition for a play this fall. But if I have to go to Hiroshima, I can not audition. So I am hoping it will all go according to plan.
My co-worker, S, has posted some photos of the last week on FaceBook. The group shot of us that includes me is from our night at the California Academy of Sciences. The rainforest exhibit is quite wonderful, but still a little raw. Give it five years to grow and I think it will be spectacular. The swamp with the underwaer tunnel was pretty damned cool. And the planetarium show was awesome! It has been a heck of a long time since I've seen a planetarium show, and this one is 100% digital. It was also narrated by Sigourney Weaver. For local San Francisco folk, I highly recommend the experience. But I also understand it is almost impossible to get into it, as tickets sell out for each show really really early. We were damned lucky our host group was so cool they basically rented out the space.
Before we boarded the plane the gate attendant came on the loudspeaker to mention we were traveling with someone who had a severe air-borne nut allergy, and requested that we refrain from opening anything with nuts in it while on the flight. Which made the flight home long and snack-free for me, since I didn't have anything with me that was completely nut free. So I had to content myself with water and gum. Which was completely fin, as it was the red-eye, but every time I had the thought to go for some noshes, I had to stop myself. I can not imagine going through life with an allergy that severe that someone eating nuts just in the same vicinity threatens your life. So I was happy to refrain from snacking on the flight. I still remember having the allergy attack when I was seated a row away from a guy traveling with a cat. If the flight had been any longer than about four hours I probably would have requested a seat change, since by the end of the flight I was fairly well on the way to miserable - but then I got out of the immediate vicinity of the feline and was fine. And my allergy is really rather mild.
The dates for my HS 20th reunion have changed YET AGAIN... For the third, and hopefully final time. This reunion they are looking for not only those that graduated, but any who spent any time in the class what-so-ever. Move aways, boarding school, prep school, private school transfers included. Which all told, through the twelve years, is probably about 250 people. Plus spouses, significant others, etc. If we get a third of that, I will be surprised. But the venue they've chosen is a hotel - which seems odd, because even our prom wasn't in a hotel. I don't think we've ever as a class had any type of event in a hotel. Even the Senior Banquet was held in the fancy dining room of a college located in town.
Ah well. Now I'm just rambling, so I think it is time for a late dinner and early bedtime. Tomorrow I should be back to what passes for normal (and tomorrow I'll be puppy sitting in the afternoon - my folks are going to an event, and unfortunately the pup is still too young to be left alone without someone to let him out when he needs to go. No worries, we'll play, and nap, and have a grand time. Should be fun!).