I got my boys back today! I hadn’t seen them since Friday afternoon, and I really missed them. But the past couple of days I’ve felt like I’m living in some sort of fuzzy weirdo-world. It could be due to the fact that I have a cold and am stuffed up to the point of being in my own personal isolation chamber, but I’m thinking no.

In the past week, I’ve twice been to restaurants that have run out of something. My husband and I tried to go to Taco Milagro last night to try it out, and we were greeted at the door with the explanation that they were out of food and were working on it. They suggested we give it an hour. We left. Last weekend, Taco Cabana was out of chicken at 12:00pm. Who, I ask you, is eating all this chicken before that? Seriously.

Today the boys had the day off of school, and we went to the zoo. Most all of the little plackets specifying which animals were in the exhibits had been removed. Why would that be? Plus, whole sections of the zoo were closed off, being revamped I suppose, but it still felt very strange.

Then we stopped at Wendy’s for lunch, and the line was moving quick, the workers filling the orders at a snappy pace. Until I got up there. They took my order, and then it was as if the whole place stopped. The lady in line behind me commented on this strange turn of events. I’d ordered a salad and an iced tea (my mother-in-law had already been through the line and ordered her lunch and the boys’). Those Wendy’s salads are premade, so I’m not sure what the trouble was…it was like a Twilight Zone moment.

Very curious.

I spent most of the weekend alone, which is nice every once in a while. My kids were with their grandparents, and my husband had to work, so I wrote and tried to breathe. It was very quiet here. I suppose it’s possible that I had an alien visitation. But I haven’t found any unrecognizable marks that would hint at experiments… I’ll keep you apprised.

All that talk of Anne of Green Gables (which I now must read, I’m told), and look what I read on Publisher’s Lunch, Lunch Weekly:

Children’s
Budge Wilson’s authorized prequel to Anne of Green Gables, BEFORE GREEN GABLES, the story of Anne’s early life in foster homes and an orphanage in Nova Scotia, to Rachel Kahan for Putnam and Berkley, for publication in March 2008, by Penguin Canada.

Not sure this would make for the same wonderful reading…it seems like the circumstances might prevent the story from ever being one of my favorites.

Just back from the class fieldtrip…Whew! I’m tired. But it was fun. We went to Moody Gardens in Galveston and got to visit the Aquarium Pyramid and the IMAX Deep Sea 3-D showing. I looked up in the first minutes of the movie, and 500 hands were reaching out, trying to grab the jellyfish that seemed to swimming all around us. My son kept it up for the duration–at one point I thought he was going to grab the head of the woman in front of us. And now we’re back, and that’s over.