Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Tomatoes and Windmills
It's hot, muggy, and quite frankly, miserable where I'm at right now. Sitting with my family, I ask them what I should blog about today. My mom tells me to say that at the age of 72, she's had an allergic reaction to eating some grape tomatoes for the first time in her life. She has severe allergies so her not having a reaction to something is news. My older sister tells me she feels like a windmill today. She doesn't know why but that is the first word that came to her mind. My brain congers up the image of Don Quixote with swollen lips (allergic reaction) sneezing his head off, making the windmill's arms spin around. I think I need another popcicle. This heat and I are not getting along.