I don't have any photos today, but considering all the trouble I had yesterday with Blogger, I don't even feel like trying.
Moment of irony: This morning, while dreamily gazing out the window at the tree swallows, I noticed four, dark birds circling the gourd. The tree swallows kept leaving their post and chasing the interlopers away. I wasn't paying much attention to the dark birds because I thought they were starlings. Then I saw one in silhouette. I double-checked my Birds of Ohio.
While at physical therapy, some of the other therapists were talking and one of their patients asked if he should remove some of the weight he was lifting. The therapist said, "No way, man. You don't want to look like a girl."
Moment of irony: I kept my mouth shut. Now, those who know me well can attest that I really NEVER keep my mouth shut, about anything. (Whether that's a good thing or not belongs in another post.) I was sitting right next to this guy, with my two little girls with me, and he's dissing girls??? Oh, and this loser also said that the environment doesn't bear worrying about, because he said, "If it doesn't affect me, I don't care." That's a direct quote.
Why didn't I say anything? Well, I was hooked up to an electric stimulator machine, receiving about 250 volts to my bad foot, so I wasn't really in the mood to quibble. But it's really starting to bother me that I just sat there.
Even Geoff and I are two walking ironies. We have what we call "gender role reversal". I don't feel like getting into too many instances of stereotyping, but we really don't live up to the old-fashioned roles that society still impresses on us. Or maybe it's just me. I am not what you would call a "typical" woman. I like pick-up trucks, Geoff likes mini vans. I fix things, Geoff breaks things. Geoff likes teddy bears, I like raptors. Geoff would never even tear the tag off of a mattress, I break every rule that doesn't make sense.
Must be why we are so great together. Opposites attract, right?