Earth Day, every day
baby meerkat at the Oglebay Good Zoo
Friday, April 22, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Small Victories
I managed to mow the lawn on Monday. I say Monday, but I started on Friday, and I say lawn, but really I only managed the flat bit. It looks a bit ragged, but I did it. I never thought I would be able to. My allergy to grass affects my daily life; I can't go outside when my neighbors are mowing, or have just mowed, and, on bad days, I just can't go outside. Not to sit outside and enjoy a beautiful day, but I can't walk from my front door to the car in the driveway.
Lately, since I've stopped taking pseudoephedrine twice a day, my allergies have strangely seemed a bit less severe. Maybe it's because I'm not suffering the side effects, or because I've also become more cognizant of my food allergies. Either way, I am able to go outside, so long as the neighbors or the wind aren't stirring up the grass.
Determined to be a "regular person", I decided to take on the task of lawn mowing. I purchased a reel mower, because I knew a power mower was completely out of the question. Even the UPS guy mocked my choice, everyone knows those old relics are difficult to use. I also knew I couldn't possibly use a string trimmer, so I bought grass shears. It is laborious, for me, and I can only do a small bit at a time, before immediately jumping in the shower to rinse off the grass pollen.
Just being able to do it, to cut down the grass in my yard, seems a great triumph. I am so proud and happy. Alternatively, I am horribly saddened by the feeling of success; it is a simple task that people manage to do once a week (or in the case of my across-the-street neighbor, twice a week). Woohoo! I can almost function like a person.
Lately, since I've stopped taking pseudoephedrine twice a day, my allergies have strangely seemed a bit less severe. Maybe it's because I'm not suffering the side effects, or because I've also become more cognizant of my food allergies. Either way, I am able to go outside, so long as the neighbors or the wind aren't stirring up the grass.
Determined to be a "regular person", I decided to take on the task of lawn mowing. I purchased a reel mower, because I knew a power mower was completely out of the question. Even the UPS guy mocked my choice, everyone knows those old relics are difficult to use. I also knew I couldn't possibly use a string trimmer, so I bought grass shears. It is laborious, for me, and I can only do a small bit at a time, before immediately jumping in the shower to rinse off the grass pollen.
Just being able to do it, to cut down the grass in my yard, seems a great triumph. I am so proud and happy. Alternatively, I am horribly saddened by the feeling of success; it is a simple task that people manage to do once a week (or in the case of my across-the-street neighbor, twice a week). Woohoo! I can almost function like a person.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Monday Muppets
I want a Bossman (the big pink guy), though I'm guessing it wouldn't be as much fun without Richard Hunt controlling him. :( I'd probably put out an eye, or my back, trying to maneuver that behemoth.
And a bit of themed shopping...
'He Looks Straight Ahead, Not At Me' by floofball
Tall and tan and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking...
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Friday, April 15, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
In Which I Hoar For Etsy, and the ASPCA
'Orange for Animals' by floofball
Go orange to show support for the ASPCA during Prevention of Cruelty to Animals Month (April).
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