M is in Iowa for the week, so Otis and I are just chilling out. Of course, before my dear, sweet hubby planned his little business jaunt to the Hawkeye State, he convinced me that I would need a flu shot. He's tried unsuccessfully for years to talk me into one, but I am not all about elective shots. You need to draw my blood to make sure I don't have ebola? Go right ahead. You want to give me a shot for something I don't have and you don't know that I'll get? Not so much. This year is a little different, though, and we had both read that pregnant women really should get vaccinated if they'll be pregnant during the flu season. I even asked my doctor, hoping for an out, but he agreed that I needed one. So, off I headed to M's office yesterday morning for my first flu shot ever. All I have to say is: my arm hurts. The upside to my ailing appendage is that I got a wicked cool purple bandaid with skateboarding dinosaurs on it. I'll be peeling that off in a few minutes. It won't match my bathing suit in swim class, and there is a big sign posted by the pool that says not to wear bandaids into the water. I guess no one wants to fish out rogue bandages that have come unstuck. I know I wouldn't.
Other than that, I have to run over to the polls to vote for some democrats. I'd give anything to live in Tennessee right now and be able to vote in a Senate race that actually means something. Alas, I'll do my civic duty here in Kentucky. Speaking of Tennessee, Otis and I are headed there tomorrow morning. I figured that we're just sitting around here all by ourselves, so we may as well sit around there and visit some family. We're coming back Friday morning...that's when M gets home anyway.
Oh- I almost forgot. I decided to teach myself to knit yesterday. It's coming along nicely. I've just been practicing knitting and purling so far, and I think I am getting the hang of it. Edges are still tricky, though. While I am able to accomplish straight rows pretty well, I wonder if I'll ever have the patience to learn to do more complicated things. Likely not. We'll see. I was going to take a picture of the last little bit I had worked on, but Otis took off with it when I got up to go to the bathroom. So, I've got nothing...it wasn't very exciting anyway. It just looked like half a pink potholder.
One more "I almost forgot"...the avian woes at our house continue. A bird flew smack into the window in the living room this morning. Knocked out or dead, I don't know. What I do know is that it is stuck in the very tall shrub in front of the house. It is freaking me out, but I wouldn't be able to reach it to get it out anyway-not to mention that I am not sure it's dead, and I am afraid of being attacked by birds. It will have to wait for M's return. How gross it that? My life is so exciting.
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Me, too, with the flu shot! I never got one before. The whole invincibility complex. But this year, working at a hospital where I'm exposed to all kinds of things that are even less pleasant than the flu, and where I can get the shot for free, I figured I might as well. I don't want to be a giver or a taker this holiday season.
Regarding knitting, I've tried to learn to love knitting twice now. Big failure both times. I just lose interest. Too repetitive. I want the end products, I just don't want to put in the work to get there. So I like quilting instead? I know, no sense.
I think if the bird actually does wait for M's return, then it is surely dead and therefore won't attack you. I have all the useful & enlightening bird advice. You should hire me as your feathery consultant. Eh? Get it? :)
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