This past Saturday we went to our nephew’s high school graduation. Whenever you get an invitation to a high school graduation, go. They’re not fun events for the spectators and the occasion may not seem important to those of us who’ve been there many years ago but it really is a big deal. One does not literally become an adult in one day but when you graduate from high school it feels like you are finally leaving childhood behind and becoming an adult. Of course, it doesn’t take long for you to realize that you’ve got a ways to go yet but still, the day is important.
This graduation was in a small gym with no air conditioning. We got there a bit early but not early enough. We had to stand in the back and couldn’t hear or see very well, and it didn’t help that a lot of people were very rude and talked through the whole thing, but I’m still glad we went.
Some of the people who, like us, had to stand kept moving around trying to get a better spot. For a few minutes there was a woman standing in front of us who was wearing one of those tops with a large, elastic neck opening and she had it pulled wide so her bra straps showed and I had an overpowering urge to reach up and adjust her clothing for her. Fortunately she moved before the urge became absolutely irresistible. When I am dictator of the world letting any part of your underwear show in public will be, by law, indecent exposure and those found guilty of the crime will be sentenced to wear a burka for one month for the first offense, two months for the second offense, four for the third offense and so on. See, I would be a gentle dictator – no stretching people on the rack or any of that sort of thing. Anyway… Where was I?
After the graduation we went to my brother-in-law’s house and had a light lunch and I had lots of fun hanging out with my wonderful sisters-in-law. Later when we were standing in the front yard, in the process of leaving to go home my eyes suddenly started burning. Until that moment my sinus allergies haven’t been bad at so I was sort of hoping that this would be the year without red eyes and sneezing fits. At first I thought, I’m just allergic to Arkansas and after I get home I’ll be fine, but no, allergy season just came a little late this year.
I’m not sure if Benadryl actually works or if it just makes you not care. Actually, it’s kind of strange – if I take Benadryl and stay relatively active it doesn’t make me drowsy at all and it does work but if I take it and sit down in front of the TV or the computer for a while I get that groggy, zoned out feeling.
It’s a lovely day today. We had thunderstorms last night but not as bad as in some areas. I should get outside and do some stuff while I have the chance but I’m probably going to spend much of the day sewing since I didn’t work on that any at all yesterday. I also need to do some rearranging in the kitchen since all the cabinets are in now and I still have one box of kitchen stuff that I have to make fit somewhere.

May 25th, 2011 - 10:21 am
I have the same reaction to Benadryl and its generic equivalents, but I can’t do without it. I don’t just get the whole burning eyes/sneezy feeling, but I get nauseous (something about the way my sinus passages swell affects my whole body) so I have to take something or I can’t function. But yeah, if I’m just at home I conk out — on the other hand, if I move around, I can shake off that sleepy feeling. Only if I take one tab, though — if I take two (the max dosage), I’m stoned. Sometimes, though, I have to take two.
And now you know this very important information about me! Also, I’m allergic to plants. Just more evidence that I’m alien to this solar system.
May 25th, 2011 - 4:49 pm
Benadryl is invaluable to me, with me working outside. If I take one, I’m good all day, and don’t have to worry about falling asleep. If I should take two, I’m out.
Your discussion about underwear reminded me of something from yesterday. I was at the QT at 51st and Mingo, and a vertically challenged but shapely young lady was chatting on her phone, and walking down the sidewalk a few yards in front of me. She was wearing a short billowy black dress, and of course, yesterday was very windy. The wind caught her little dress and it turns out she wasn’t wearing one stitch of underwear. I’d like to think she did it on purpose, because if not, she lacked the common sense to dress properly for 40 MPH winds, and probably shouldn’t have been driving.
I guess this means I’m old and grown up now. Ten years ago I’d have thought SWEET!