So after talking to Harry about feeling down, I’ve been feeling better.  I’m just paranoid about having depression again, as I’ve had it at least twice in my life. 

My hand was hurting so much last week.  It hadn’t hurt that much since I first got diagnosed with tendonitis last year.  Damien said his elbow was bothering him a lot too, so I’m thinking it was (once again) the weather affecting our tendonitis.  I couldn’t even drive, it was that bad!  My hand still hurts, but at least I can type correctly (not with one hand), drive, and generally being able to grip stuff.  I wonder if it will ever be normal again.  Someday when I have insurance I’ll be able to get it looked at, and my back, too.  I’ve looked for jobs, but there isn’t anything I can do right now (mostly because of my hand).  I can type for about thirty minutes, if that.

If you haven’t seen The Dark Knight…go see it!  It’s just about the best movie ever!  Hellboy 2 was good too.  I liked it more than the first one (except for the ending).  Speaking of Hellboy…I recently read Hellboy Seed of Destruction trade paperback.  It was really good.  It made me realize that I miss reading comicbooks.  I should dig out my issues of The Maxx.  After spending at least a year, if not more, getting the whole series, and having it in boxes (properly bagged and boarded of course) for years, I should actually read it. 

Today is Obon.  Harry and I are celebrating by having “Beef Noodles Soup” from Thai Jasmine.  It’s the closest thing we can have to Pho.  I looked for a new coloured paper lantern, but couldn’t find one anywhere.  They used to be really popular.  So, I asked Harry to take down the large pink one we have in the kitchen and to hang it on the porch.  We just had a really intense rainstorm, so I moved it.  I’m thinking of just turning the porch light on instead tonight.  I think my dad, and anyone else that has passed on, will understand.    I also decided not to leave food out.  I always find that to be a waste of food. 

I miss England.  I miss the coffee, bread and pasteries from Paris. 

We’ve been married for two months now.  I really appreciate that noone has asked us the children question.  I can’t help but feel it’s a matter of time now.  I’m wondering who will be the first.  Now that I think about it my electrolysist did sort of ask the other day.  Harry thinks my mom will be the first to ask (”nag”) and it will be around Christmas.  I have to agree with him.  For those who are wondering….We are perfectly happy not having kids at the moment.  We are not in the place we want to be financially, home-wise or anything.  They are a lot of responsiblity and we don’t know if we want that.  So, it’s open for discussion, but right now, no.  If we do decide and it’s phyically not possible (because of my age, or my back) we have no problem looking into adoption. 

I’ve had two dreams relating to machine knitting within the past week.  I need to look into it more.  I haven’t had knitting related dreams in a long time.  I think my brain is trying to tell me something.

Has anyone else been watching the Olympics, particularily Micheal Phelps?  Holy shit! He’s incredible!  He makes it look effortless.  Makes me wish I had continued swimming, but my damn height phobia got in the way (I can’t dive off of a diving board ’cause I might crack my head on the bottom of the pool despite the fact that it’s very deep).

Well, my fingers are starting to go really numb, so no more typing for me.