We got home from vacation two weeks ago today, and, naturally, I woke up the next day with the worst sore throat ever. Bad enough that I dragged myself to urgent care the next day; they didn't do a strep test, but they gave me antibiotics in case it wasn't just a virus. At this point it's pretty much settled into a cold, but, man, it's been two weeks already. I'm ready to be done with it.
On the plus side, it's given me a good excuse not to do too much this week, since it's been ridiculously hot and humid. I can't wait for the thunderstorms tomorrow.
The big news, though, is that I decided back in June that when we got home from Canada I was going to go vegan (mostly) for a while.
( cut for diet, health, weight talkCollapse )Meanwhile, work is not good, for a variety of reasons, and I'm not any closer to job hunting than I was a month ago. Have *got* to do something about that, but yuck. Matt wants me to drive to South Carolina and back with him, since he promised to drive some furniture down to his brother down there, and I'm completely lacking enthusiasm. His other brother and that brother's wife are visiting this week; it's always great to see them, but they've been here for five days, and I'll be happy when they leave tomorrow. (Then I'll start missing them again in a week or so.)
Oh, and we saw an interesting production of Shakespeare's "Cymbeline" at an outdoor theater last weekend. It was set in West Virginia during the Civil War, and it was really well done. I need to go back and read the original to figure out what changed and what didn't. The name of the actor who played Iachimo was James Earl Jones II, and I've spent a ridiculous amount of time trying to figure out if he's the son of the James Earl Jones we've all heard of. I don't think he is, but if anyone knows for sure, please holler. He was very good--possibly the best actor in the bunch.
And that's it for now. Hope y'all are having a good summer--or winter, if you're down under.