yawn
Oh, am I tired! This weekend is the Greek Food & Wine Festival out in Oakmont. Too much good food. Last night moderation was key but tonight I'm trying to get my bacchanalia on…wine, gyros, loukemades, baklava…I'm fucking waddling out of there tonight, mark my words.
Last night was a bit of a pain since I had the baby's huge Evenflo stroller with me and there were about 6,000 heavily pregnant women sitting around me. I had to keep asking them to get up so that I could move his huge stroller. I eventually just gave up and started carrying him around with me. Today my back is very sore. I tried to let him run around with the other kids but I think he's too small for that yet. I say that because about ten seconds after I put him down he got tackled by a 5-year-old. He was stunned but the tackler was very polite…helped him up, kept asking him if he was okay (he's 18 months old, sweetie, he probably won't answer you), apologizing. I had to giggle. Luckily, the baby didn't seem too offended.
Last night the boyfriend fell asleep pretty early and I stayed up to watch the new version of The Time Machine. It made little sense but it was fun to think about the English language still existing 780,000 years from now and humans not evolving one stitch. After that I flipped around and there was some Radiohead performance on MTV2. I could only stay up for half of it but was highly amused at Thom Yorke's antics as he tried to “pump up the crowd.” MTV's perception of quality filmmaking is also quite amusing. They did these very dramatically slow closeups of Thom's fingers as they gnarled with the emotion of “Idioteque” and the way he frantically shivered his tambourine. What tools. Anyway, I'm a little bummed that there's no way I will be able to go see them when they stop in Cleveland this year. Sigh.
I awoke this morning to really loud construction. Ergh.
I have to go get ready for Pilates. yip.
