Yesterday I went home early, and called into my conference calls I had later that afternoon while lounging on my couch, trying not to move my head. The weather's been changing with high frequency lately, which wreaks havoc with my sinuses.
I bailed out on going down to The Taste, which turns out to be a good thing, as you can see. Instead, I got a page while I was on my way to find Ramen noodles at the store; also a sign that I was sick -- I don't want ramen unless I'm under the weather. The page was from CS, asking if I felt up to playing Liquid Crack .. er Settlers, and going to MN's to bbq. It was a low key kind of thing so I decided to go. We played a game of settlers, and then I got dragged into a conversation with LD, MN's woman, and finally went home, and then slept.
I got up about noon, thinking it was 11 or so. This too, is a sign I'm not feeling so well; I never sleep in past 10 these days, unless I'm sick. I've tried to do so before, and I wake up by 10. Color me surprised pink when I looked at the clock and found it to be 12:12.
I then proceeded to be amazingly productive at lounging around the house, because my energy level was as close as you could get to nil without being asleep or comatose. I did get to watch the Cubs lose, and watch some Wimbledon Tennis. I'm a bit sad that Pat Rafter cut his luscious Australian locks, but I always like watching good tennis; maybe next year when I go to England, we can try timing it to the Wimbledon tennis game. Probably not though.
I did manage to get up enough energy to go out with zen_raven and watch the Bartlett fireworks. We got great seats, even if we did have to hike a bit from the first parking spot we found, but it turned out to be a bonus later, as we didn't get stuck in traffic after the mass hordes thinned out.
We had primo seats, and we had both brought our lovely lounge chairs, so I was leaning back, with my feet up, and watched the fireworks that way. I'm convinced there is no better way to watch fireworks, and Rav and I have determined that we shall do this next year, and invite everyone over as well.
The fireworks lasted about a half hour, timed to music; we'll have to remember to bring a radio next year. The fireworks were amazing; we even had those new ones where they form the shape of a star when they expand out, instead of in a circle.
On the walk back, after laughing at the cars at the main intersection next to the firework field who were honking their horns at the police officers who were not letting them -- go figure -- drive through the mongol hordes going to their cars, we decided to stop by the ice cream truck and get us some ice cream. Nostalgic memories came back as I looked at all the ice cream novelties I used to love as a kid: bubble play (popsicle in the shape of a baseball glove with a gumball), screw ball (cone shaped thing, with icee stuff, and a bubble gum on the bottom), snoopy ice cream on a stick. Raven got a chocolate eclair, I tried a choco-taco; it wasn't that good.
But it was definitely a good evening. We got back to our car, made a u-turn, and went home.