Minutia of my day

I made it to the DMV before it closed and was so glad that I was not in the line to get my license renewed. THAT line was reeeeeally long. As I stood thankfully in my short line to get my registration stamped, I heard a very LOUD yell of exultation from a young man who was talking to the person at the license desk. I think he had found out that he passed his test or something. Either that, or he was extremely pleased with the way his picture turned out.

I pulled a muscle in my left shoulder yesterday. You'll never guess how. I threw some heavy bags of garbage into the dumpster at school and I used my left arm which is my weaker arm- as my right arm was full of books- and I guess I just did it in an ergonomically incorrect way. I feel ridiculous and pathetic. I move around like a mobile statue...or someone who is paralyzed from the waist up. It's incredible how such a little deed as tossing some garbage bags can reap such huge results in terms of bodily pain. Actually, I'm feeling better today...It's weird when you are trying to back your car up and you can't really turn to look behind you without turning your whole body.

Behind the scenes: here is Claire being her silly self while constructing her recent entry. She looks like she is imitating a rhino or something. Actually, that is her patented way of scratching her nose.

Talk about Raining on the Parade...

I am currently sitting in Keene's Ritz Camera, visiting Brad. I just checked for comments on my last post...and found no new feedback. Brad scrolled down through the long entry, and said that it was TOO LONG...Actually, "TMI" were his exact words...er, letters. "See?" he said. " Only Derrick made it all the way through." So I am blogging with the intent to be brief and show him that I can in fact, rein in my loquacious ways, AND use paragraphs.

I just took part in a Memorial Day parade. Well, not really. To be truthful, I was stuck waiting as the Memorial Day parade trotted out onto 101 in Marlborough about five or six cars ahead of me. I could have kicked myself, being not a little irritated. It's not even Memorial Day yet! I had just been weighing the options of whether to get gas at Wilbers or wait until tomorrow to get gas. I decided to get it today...If I hadn't done that, I would have missed being trapped by the parade. I felt a small pang of something ( evil joy maybe) because it had just started to seriously rain as the parade swung out onto 101. Ha. But as I sat there, being irritated at this delay, I realized that by sitting there in the rain, listening to my stomach growl with hunger, adopting a good attitude, letting the parade go ahead of me, I was honoring many a brave soldier who had risked his life to ensure my liberty. To zoom ahead, horn honking, risking life and limb, and scattering pedestrians in my wake would not have been honoring them. So I decided to honor them. And then I called Brad and we talked. I'm glad cell phones were invented. I can honor my country and talk to my husband at the same time. Modern life is indeed marvelous.