Somebody got a sunburn of her very own today. And if I don't stop accidentally scratching my face I'm going to be very sorry indeed.

Kathryn's brother Roger just got home today. (it's very hard not to write "Rojer," after Anne McCaffrey's character, and what I tend to refer to him as.) He and Kat dropped by and kidnapped me. We went off to Bayville and frolicked on the beach with Kat's stunt kite, which unfortunately broke in record time. It was nice, though, and we then spent fifteen minutes skipping stones, hurling stones, hurling javelins (don't ask) and generally being Rather Silly.

This was all a great improvement from the start of my day on a ladder in our bathroom getting woozy from fumes. Yes, that sounds odd. Mom and I cleaned the bathroom today. Surprisingly what most needed cleaning were the walls and ceiling. I have yet to understand how one gets hair on a wall seven feet up off the ground. The inhabitants of this house are under six feet and not accustomed to jumping, bashing our heads into the wall, creating a wind tunnel in the bathroom proper, or even cutting hair in the bathroom. Guh, was unpleasant, to say the least.

Today my father and I filled my prescription for an unsightly seventy dollars. Gnk. I hope the insurance can cover this in the future and reimburse me. No reason it shouldn't....

I sometimes wonder if I'm insane. I find that I'm not always completely consistent in my beliefs, and I'm not sure if it's just that I like to argue counter to the previously established norms, or that I'm changing my mind that quickly, or that I never made it up in the first place, or that maybe, just maybe, I'm completely honking mad. I doubt I'm mad. I'm not that glamourous.

Today we learned that surprising me with social calls isn't always a good idea. When Roger rolled up the driveway I was still dressed for cleaning - short shorts and ugly tie-dye t-shirt. Seeing that I had to leave quickly I threw on my Docs and my trenchcoat (have to even in summer--I have no purse, of course, so keys and whatnot are always in the coat.) and ran off. Then Kat pointed out to me how incredibly much I looked like a flasher. Uh. Oops.

In this fateful hour,
I place all heaven with its power
And the sun with its brightness
And the snow with its whiteness
And the fire with all the strength it hath
And the lightening with its rapid wrath
And the sea with its deepness
And the rocks with their steepness
And the earth with its starkness
All these I place between myself and the powers of darkness.

I think it's time to get back to reading some Madeleine L'Engle. .I like to reread her novels on occasion to recapture her sentiments on human relations and psychology. What she says is very striking to me, and I only wish I could be as eloquent. Funny, what I quoted is from one of the books I least feel the need to go back and read (that rhymed too much, bad me, no biscuit). I'd prefer to get another go at A Severed Wasp or something like that than any of the O'Keefe stories. I guess I need to finally dig up my small pile of cards. I've somehow gotten by without the health insurance card, but I'll surely die without my library card.

posted by Unknown at 10:00 PM