Nothing Much

I have very little to say. But it's been nearly a week since I updated, so here is at least something.

I've been reading like crazy. I finished the OT Book Club book Under the Banner of Heaven and then read Dissolution, which was recommended by HD. It's a murder mystery in a monestary in Tudor England. This reminded me that I want to read The Name of the Rose. Since I asked the library for it early, I also had the next OTBC book, Summer Sisters. I read the whole thing yesterday. I gave platelets in the morning, and ended up making it a good third of the way through it in my time there. I won't give anything away, but it made me cry.

We were at the library again yesterday. We walked because I am stupid. It was very hot and humid and sticky, so we stopped at a little park with a splash pad on the way home. I hesitated to go there because a friend of mine who lived on that street a couple years ago told me that park was filled with drug dealers at night. We ran into another mother from the school who told me they'd really cleaned the place up, and indeed it was quite clean-looking. There was even a wading pool, so there were 2 lifeguards. The kids liked it so much, I will have to take them back again soon.

My hair is falling out. It's been falling out for weeks now. I'm getting annoyed. I go through thtis periodically. Usually, this means I'll get a whole new crop of grey. Eh bien.

DH is doing that thing where he wants to trade the car in again. I don't know what his problem is. He gets feeling a bit off and all of a sudden, we're visiting car lots every day. I wish he'd find something else to change instead of that. I wish he'd figure out why he needs to change something big. "Oh, things aren't going as well as they could - let's trade in the car and the motorcycle and get 2 smaller cars because we don't need a station wagon anymore. Oh, I don't need a motorcycle - I'd rather have a pickup again. Remember how I loved the pickup?" Look, getting rid of them won't help. A change may be as good as a rest, but what he needs is to get a hobby or something. Even he knows that, but he'd rather sit around complaining that he has nothing to do. I could scream.

Oh, and the best that we can determine so far, my sister up and left her husband for no good reason. He's pretty pissed about it. He told DH last night that even if she wanted to come back, he's not sure he'd let her. He said he thought our other sister was the crazy one. Which made me laugh because that's what I thought too.