Ladybug, Hairdryers, Cigarette Lighter

So I'm at the opthamologist, and once the ladybug has taken me back to the examining room, the doctor comes in and asks if the guy that's always with me is my husband or my father. Most definitely my husband, I answer, and then the doctor examines my eyes, declares them healthy, and asks if I want to take a walk and get some lunch. But I'm in a hurry, and I drive off, only to discover that I'm early for wherever it is I'm going. So I decide to drive up and down the road a few times, when I suddenly notice that there's this huge park that I'd never seen before, even though I've driven this stretch of road hundreds of times. So I pick up my friend Mary Herbert, who is walking along the berm, and we drive through the park and then suddenly we're in a village where the women have their hairdryers set up outside for when they get their hair done, and someone reaches into Mary's purse and steals a cigarette and her lighter.

Paris Calling

So I'm going to Paris with my friend Eric L., and my mom has come to see me off at the airport. We take an electric couch from check-in to the terminal. Eric is dressed for a Clash concert circa 1979; I've packed for summer 1983.

Blue Skidooed! We Can, Too.

So I'm online at Amazon, ordering George the books I'd loved as a kid--all in the old, familiar editions--when I'm suddenly sucked into one of them. There's a creepy old rectory, a winding staircase, and a strange man that looks like Icabod Crane.

Birds II

So I went into the city with my mom and climbed up onto the roof of a church rectory (with my blanket and pillow) to watch the hummingbirds. Then I went home to discover that Michael Scott was in my kitchen cooking. When he announced that he was going to go to the bathroom to disrobe, I decided to take a real-time satellite tour of Prospect Park, although when I logged on to the computer, I couldn't decide whether the ducks were actually there or had been placed by the software company.

[When I got up, I almost got out my Peterson's Guide to look up the hummingbirds I'd seen from the rectory roof.]

Birds I

So we took a rowboat to a nearby beach to look for birds, but when we got there all we could find were pigeons. Suddenly, I spied a bald eagle coming in for a landing! Alas, it turned out to be a big, floppy white duck, the likes of which would make a good stuffed animal for George.

[I think I've been watching too much Blue's Clues.]

Night of the Five Georges

So I wake to discover that we have five Georges, although one is lost among the piles of gifts-to-charity clothes in the spare room. Wayne and I take the remaining four Georges for a walk and debate the merits of four versus five. And then we go home and find the fifth George and he's fine and so are we.