Good Morning, it is Another Lovely Day in The Village

Ah no, never mind, that's just a weather balloon. I'm sure I was the only person there wanting to yell, "I'm not a number I am a free man!"

Today was the annual Great Plains Weather Symposium in Lincoln. They did all the usual stuff for kids, and the emergency management people putting the fear of (acts of) god into anyone that wandered near enough their exhibits.

Danny tried his hand at being a television meteorologist.

We took the yearly tornado photo in front of the backdrop.

I found these two turkeys downstairs.

We've had all sorts of turkey problems in Eastern Nebraska lately with them crashing through windows and being general menaces.

Danny gave them a good talking to, and they promised to be better behaved in the future.

There were students demonstrating "Firenadoes" which is exactly what it sounds like. In a wildfire, they can be a serious problem for firefighters. We did not however see any, "Sharknadoes."

We stopped at the Lincoln Salvation Army thrift store on the way home for a peek around. I'm currently really horribly sick, (no exaggeration) and not at all in the mood to look around. I didn't even bother with the clothes, but I did find yet another Collins-esque bucket bag (that makes 4) and five bakelte bangles (and one clamper style) for $1.99 each. I have return to Lincoln next week, so hopefully I'll be in better shape for shopping. I was certain it was allergies (coughing, sneezing, etc.) until the sore throat and fever came in. A quick look at the local health department website when I got home confirmed my fear that the flu is peaking in Nebraska at the moment. It was strange-typically you see it in the winter, not spring. Obviously if I had suspected flu I wouldn't have gone out in public spreading it, but it was only as the day wore on that it got worse (and worse, and worse).

Fashion-wise, it was a rather uninspired week. The weather's still flaky, and so am I! This Indian skirt cost a buck at Goodwill, and I think the top was about the same. The bag is something I've had for years but didn't have use of for a very long time as Danny would store his building blocks in it when he was very small. Eventually, he moved on to Lego, and I got my bag back.


At some point last week (Tuesday, I think) I wore a vintage Hawaiian shirt with an 80's linen jacket from Nordstrom. Then, I promptly spilled coffee on the jacket so it is off to the dry cleaner as I don't want to make the damage worse. I really shouldn't have nice things-I just ruin them.

Yes, my Chucks say, "Left and Right" at the toes. I've had them since I was a teenager. They get strange looks (and comments) when I wear them out...but what part of my wardrobe doesn't? 

Do I look like I care?

I wore a linen and wool blend Italian made jacket and trousers to visit the wildlife refuge in Iowa. It is a nicely made thing, but it irritates me that the buttons all started falling off with the first wear. This was NWT when I bought it at Goodwill, and from the tags it looks like someone spent a good chunk of change on it. For that kind of money, I'd like the buttons sewn on properly. Otherwise, it was perfectly comfortable, if a bit easy to wrinkle. 

They put the bird shapes on the windows because the birds are too stupid to avoid flying into them. They only help so much. I've had grackles slamming against my patio window all week, and we have stickers on them as well. So far, none of them hit hard enough to break the glass (that happened a few times on the farm). 

I wish I could remember what fragrances I wore, but the whole week was a blur (Probably because I was already getting sick). Still, it wasn't a bad week overall, and I did manage to accomplish a number of things, even if it didn't feel like it at the time. 

We're heading into the end of the semester (we go year-round, so there isn't a proper summer off) and I need to put together next year's syllabus before the end of June (it isn't due until July, but I'm not a last minute sort of person). For a few weeks that's all I think about, and I complain endlessly. Still, once that is out of the way I can relax and enjoy the summer classes without a deadline hanging over my head. I've vowed to get it done early this year-but I'm sure I'll still be fine-tuning it into June. I wonder how long I can put off teaching Milton? 

Okay, I'm off to cough up a hairball find some cough suppressant . Danny drew a picture of the sun modeled on my sunny disposition. 

I'll just keep on coughing up pieces of my lungs bringing the sunshine.