Hey Guys, Sorry I hadn't blogged in a while, I had the Rotovirus-Lite this weekend, and yesterday. It's quite sexy, I have that whole cocaine chic look down to a 'T'. Now that the virus has stopped, I have accomplished the task of completely dehydrating my whole body, so now I'm dealing with respiratory complications. No worries, it's nothing that shouldn't subside by next week. I just keep telling myself that my last day of Special Ed Pre-K is May 23rd, I think I can stick it out. At about 6 weeks left and 5 shit diapers a day, I think I can make it out alive. I wear latex gloves, but it's the darn puke, you never know when a kid's gonna hurl. For all reasons, my mother suggests wearing a surgical mask, for this, maybe I'll take her up on it. But I still refuse wearing one to the Company C Hair Cuttery. She could pull off the hat and cape, but not I.
Talking about the red lights in Tuckahoe, I have to agree with Alane. Two Novembers ago, I visited, and we were on a mission to take John Paul and Joseph to the YWCA, where they attended classes. (John & Steve, stop singing Morrisey) We were running late as it was, but then John Paul tipped his sippy-cup full of a red hued juice all over his shirt. Instead of driving home to pick up a fresh shirt, we ran into a Gap in White Plains and actually bought him a new one. Just not to deal with the lights.
I loathe Orlando traffic at Christmas time. Let's not discuss.
PS- When I was on the Downtown Disney website looking up Pleasure Island there was a small asterisk that said: "Pleasure Island is named after Merriwether Pleasure". I don't know much history, but that name sounds a little drag queenish if you ask me.