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Sep. 21st, 2004 02:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senoritafishThe last few days we've been getting strong breezes from the south, remnants from storm off Mexico I heard. The afternoon breeze has a bit of chill in it. This morning, however, my bleary eyes watched the wind bending over the cosmos out front in the opposite direction. It's the first Santa Ana winds of the fall. We dropped Angus off at school, and John drove up PCH to take me work. The wind from the east was blowing spray backwards from the tops of the breaking waves. It was a little surprising that it was so hazy, when the wind was blowing so hard. Usually when Santa Anas blow, it becomes crystal clear, and the mountains stand out like post card cut-outs. Not so today.
Gareth and Avalon both have colds. Gareth was out yesterday and is staying home today as well, although he feels somewhat better. I feel a little guilty because at bed time last night, Avalon was doing her usual "I have a hurty, I have to go to the bathroom, I need a drink of water, My nose hurts...", the last a new one, but I thought it was part of her usual litany she gives to stay up longer. She was up til after midnight as it was - I could not get her to stay in her bed. I made her get in bed with some stern words, and she howled for quite a long time afterward. John got up once later to attend to her, and I got up at 5 because she was howling. It turned out she couldn't sleep because her nose was stuffy, and therefore she couldn't suck her thumb. I felt bad that she was actually sick, found some cold medicine, and curled around her until she dozed off sitting up. By this time, it was almost time to get up myself. So we're all tired this morning.
Gareth and Avalon both have colds. Gareth was out yesterday and is staying home today as well, although he feels somewhat better. I feel a little guilty because at bed time last night, Avalon was doing her usual "I have a hurty, I have to go to the bathroom, I need a drink of water, My nose hurts...", the last a new one, but I thought it was part of her usual litany she gives to stay up longer. She was up til after midnight as it was - I could not get her to stay in her bed. I made her get in bed with some stern words, and she howled for quite a long time afterward. John got up once later to attend to her, and I got up at 5 because she was howling. It turned out she couldn't sleep because her nose was stuffy, and therefore she couldn't suck her thumb. I felt bad that she was actually sick, found some cold medicine, and curled around her until she dozed off sitting up. By this time, it was almost time to get up myself. So we're all tired this morning.
