
Oh, life. You're kind of getting on my nerves this month, I'll be honest. So after K.Lo's third doctor consecutive doctor visit, it was decided she has allergies to *something,* which is causing her ears to become plugged and then infected and then healed but never drained. Basically, she's half-deaf and has been provided with a valid medical reason for ignoring grown-ups. I half feel sorry for her and half want to send her a card of congratulations. It's every kid's dream! Anyway, we left the office with somewhat gratifying explanations for our troubles and a possibly ungratifying paper bag of sample Nasonex. I mean, is this going to fix everything? I have doubts. But the next step is tubes if infections and excess fluid persist, so I hope so.

Yesterday it was cold and rainy and I thought I'd get out of walking, but 15 minutes away in D-ville it was only misting and not quite as cold or whatever, so no such luck. Whine. Walking. Which I love, but I so did not wanna yesterday. But it was fine, and while in my car I finally managed to snap a picture of this awesome mural about the semi-famous train wreck. Which doesn't quite do it justice, as it's a snippet, but maybe you get the idea.

And this weekend, in which I was forced to do some ridiculous grocery errands on Saturday - but the shopping air was curiously calm after what I can only assume was Black Friday madness - I ended up behind Herbie! The Love Bug! There he was, on his way to Somewhere in Blairs, like me. Awesome. Between this and the scrubs-delivery truck featuring Carla Espinoza, I'm delighted by these random bits of pop culture jazzing up the countryside.
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