Spitting Into the Wind

It's that time of year when all the schools are having their class plays. Alex is an alien in his play. I dragged the sewing machine out last night to make him a costume and ended up using an old tablecloth to make a brown top for him. He made some antennae and a cool mask that looked like one big eye (like Leila on Futurama).

Today the school put on a matinee performance but Carly and I are going to the performance tomorrow night. Alex said it went well today, so I'm looking forward to it.

Carly has gone to Wagga with her friend Elise to play touch football in the ladies senior competition. It's a late night when we all go over so I was grateful that she got a lift. My turn will come soon enough to be the driver.

Saturday Alex played touch and Mum came along to watch too. We were talking and I missed Alex's try. Later we went out to Warren and Julie's place for a get-together. David and Pauline came, with Leslie and Steve, and Lauren, Daniel and Zeke, and Emily and Kai were there too. Mum and I were nearly the last to leave and got back to Junee around midnight. It was a great night, and I'm sure Mum enjoyed herself. Next time we all get together it will be at my place, probably a couple of weeks before Christmas.

Sunday Alex had arranged to meet Braidy at the skate park in Wagga around 11, and later we all went to the Eunony River reserve and the boys gave the jumps there a workout. Daniel and his mates have modified all the gullies so the bikes go smoothly around the tracks, they've added piles of dirt all over the place. Braidy was rapt when he saw the place and reckons he'll be going there more often now. I dropped him home around 6 and I don't think Julie was too impressed with him being gone all day. We all had a great day though. The weather was beautiful and the paddocks are green. It won't be long and it will be dry and dusty and way too hot.

I sneezed all day on Sunday and every time I put my head down my nose ran. And I never usually get hayfever, so I'm not sure what it was. I'm fine today and think it may have been a last effort by the nasty flu I've had to keep a grip. By now the antibiotics the Doctor gave me on Friday would be kicking in, so today I'm feeling much better. Thank God! Three weeks of feeling lousy has taken its toll. I've had to soldier on, no matter how bad I was feeling. Life goes on and I don't have time to be sick.