Mo Nose Weather

It's fabulous weather here!  Eighty degrees, sunny, just perfect... but not according to my nose.  I do believe allergy season is here with a vengeance.  My shoulders are aching, I've sneezed so many times in a row.  It's time to get out the Big Gun of Allergy Meds, my Benadryl.  It really knocks me out, but also knocks out the allergy symptoms.  As long as I remember to get ready for bed early, so the Benadryl has a chance to wear off before I have to get up, I should be okay.  Except I hate to get to bed early.  Pre-midnight.

I got to see my nephew this weekend!  Cutest toddler in the world.  Really gets amused when I blow my nose (yeah, there's where my scatterbrain connected these two paragraphs).  From the time he really started looking at me, rather than the blob-baby vacant stare, I've been pretty hilarious to him.  Doing voices during storytime is reinforcing that.  At least it's fun to be laughed at by a kid like this!

The pups are such good traveldogs.  Saffron just hangs out in her crate in the backseat, you hardly hear a peep out of her.  She also tends to stay close to the house if I let her off leash.  Ty, in contrast, really wants to be in the front seat, riding shotgun like a pro.  After a little while of sniffing the air vents and barking at pedestrians, he settles down to staring forward as if urging the car faster, or lying down for a nap.  Until I hit the rumble strips.  He hates rumble strips, it usually sets him barking.  If it's because I'm drowsy, this is actually a safety feature.

I used to be the champion of packing.  I could get Michael, his wheelchair, an oxygen concentrator, the dog crate, both dogs, battery charger, and luggage into the van.  I was proud of the skill, but I don't really miss having to do that anymore.  Mom and I were reminiscing, and last July Fourth was the last time he traveled down to the ol' hometown.  It was a fun trip, even though we missed the fireworks!  Soon after that, everything went downhill so fast.  But we wouldn't have been able to travel anything like we'd dreamed one day, once he had to be oxygenated so much.  Airlines don't like that, apparently.

It's just so complex, missing the man, but not the situation.