Walking Backwards

The little boy is still asleep at quarter-til-nine. We all had a busy night last night. He got to go visit his friend Aiden and then we all went downtown to watch the symphony perform to the fireworks. It was great fun. The rain kept coming down, so we were soaked, but there were no mosquitoes and it wasn't hot and it wasn't crowded. Because of the rain we ended up with no pictures to commemorate Nicholas' first downtown fireworks show, sadly, but I think he'll remember it, if just for a few weeks.

This morning I am awake to a fever and stuffy head and constant sneezing. Unlike Joe, I do not believe for one minute sitting in the rain caused it. I think my allergies have gone mad from the amount of stuff in the air, like mold, and firework smoke. I'm a charming site with the glazed eyes and the red nose. Joe took the car this morning to avoid the rain on his bike and I am kind of thankful. I don't think I could drive having to wipe my nose and eyes every fifteen seconds and erupting in sneezing fits at the drop of a hat. I may just put off the plans to get things done in order to sit on the couch and cuddle under a blanket and watch movies. It will be nice for the fifteen seconds that Nico will sit with me before being driven crazy by my sneezing and constant nose wiping and set fire to the house.