Tuesday . May 20 . 2003 . 9:17am
let sleeping wives lie
Do you know what I find interesting? (I stretch not to say "annoying.") How if Joe wakes up in the morning before I do, that he'll carry on this total rambling conversation with me as though I'm awake, even though I'm in bed, under the covers with my eyes closed. "I'm going to take a shower now. Did you feed the dog? We shouldn't leave this door open like this. Honey? Hon? Did you hear me? We shouldn't leave this door open." I'm SLEEPING, man!
But it's OK, because I love my husband. (We're still in that weird word phase. "Hello... husband." "Hello...wife. Hee." Sickening, I know.)
I just had to slather on a whole stick of Blistex onto my upper lip, right under my nose, because with all the abrasive nose-blowing, I run the risk of not having any skin left once allergy season is over. It actually hasn't been quite that bad on the itchy eyes and sneezing front ("not that bad" for me translating to "yeah, really pretty bad" for the rest of the lucky non-allergic populous of planet Earth), but the dry cough is just as bad as last Spring. It is such a cough that people in public turn to stare. Who is that offensive droplet spreader? And is she from the Guangdong Province? (My family actually is, but, you know, a long time ago.)
Joe's parent's flights should be arriving momentarily, and they'll be here in about an hour. I don't think they're coming to Class Day (though I think they should, as I feel fairly certain that Joe is up for an award, even if I'm not) but Joe seems to think it will be boring for them. Beforehand, we also have to run uptown to pick up our graduation gowns, turn in paperwork, and hand in our school mailbox keys. Supposedly, we're not allowed to graduate until we've returned these keys. I sure hope that's not true, because I lost mine a while ago. Hope I didn't get anything important in there.
xo Michelle
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