I'm just recovering from one of the gnarliest head colds I've had in ages. Every summer - and it all can be directly attributed to my allergies - I get knocked on my butt a couple of times to where I can't breathe, sleep or do much of anything other than be super sick. Allergy sufferers probably feel me on this.

It's as though my allergies and a cold met over dirty Sapphire martinis at pretty decent bar around the corner and before you know it they were closing Tai's Till 4 and making out on a bus bench until the wee hours. All bedraggled and dirty and shameless. Having closed Tai's back in my younger days and made out on a bus bench afterwards, I know of what I speak.

To make matters worse, until yesterday I was without air conditioning. I woke up at 7:30 yesterday morning and, despite needing to be armed with a purse full of tissues, made a citywide search for the exact 10,000 BTU window air unit I wanted and guess what? It took three stores and the help on the nice Irish contractor building the fancypants house across the street from me, but as of right now, Glin Pup and I are enjoying the wonders of chilly temperatures again.

I will not, as I did last year, be so cavalier with this air conditioner as to let Glin get anywhere near the cord where she can promptly chew it up.

Damn dog.

Posted by Erin at 01:07 PM | filed under: Odds and ends