FRIDAY: I had a headache of the most wicked proportions…so I didn’t really do much but laze about and watch TV. I wanted to read. I have a huge stack of books waiting for me but I ended up watching mostly crummy tv…and whining to the dog about said headache and about the crummy TV. She said she could care less about either the headache or the TV and wanted to know if I had a banana cookie in my pocket. Unfortunately for her the answer was no I didn’t.
SATURDAY: Its the loudest fastest weekend here as both the Air Show AND the AMA Superbikes are in town. I spent a good portion of my day with a camera around my neck. Unfortunately for both of us…it wasn’t my camera. My dad was out with the camera he has his telephoto lens on trying to catch the Thunderbirds zipping around our airspace- and told me to grab his other camera with his new wide-angle lens. I ended up testing his new lens on flowers, Roxy and my dad because its not the right lens for taking jet pictures. I will try to talk him into sending me a couple of Miss Roxy and the flower that I took. Playing with his Rebel makes me wish I had a DSLR camera. I was also able to crank out not one but TWO amazon.com Vine product reviews. Evil headache still lingers.
SUNDAY: At 10:00 my mom asks me when the race starts. I tell her not for about an hour so she asks if I want to run to the store with her. I do because Roxy was out of banana cookies. I get home just in time to watch invocation for the race…talk about cutting it close. I ingest massive (for me) amounts of caffeine and my headache finally starts to dissipate. Of course it could be me getting all ramped up during the race that makes me forget about the headache…when I watch I get fairly animated. I have been known to jump of the couch at times…and quiet little me because very vocal. Let’s just say that between me and the airshow poor Roxy was hiding in her “safe spot” most of the day. That evening I ended up in my “writing” zone and worked on some stuff there. Then it was Desperate Housewives (which I didn’t like the 5 year jump), some reading and then off to bed.