Pukefest, big bugs, strange men approaching me in cars

What you are about to read is a whiny diatribe, and I would just like to apologize to…everyone in light of Typhoon Haiyan and the devastation it has wrought and in light of the fact that Monday was Veteran’s Day. I know that my life is a dream world compared to the way most people in the world live. Sorry. Feel free to skip this post if you like.
Yes, this has been a stellar week in Phoenix. This city really creeps me out. Maybe the downtown area or some neighborhoods are really wonderful and just waiting to be discovered. Our neighborhood…not so much. People seem to know we’re new around here and stare at us when we’re walking down the collector street near our house to get to the grocery or library. I really feel like persona non grata. Pit bulls are pretty popular, and the fencing or tethers used don’t look terribly secure; so between the stares and the dogs I usually choose a different, more traveled route to get to the main road. And speaking of main roads, that is the location where in broad daylight and good weather, I have been approached twice in the past few days. Both times a man by himself in a dark sedan (different men though) has pulled into a parking lot near me and asked me if I want a ride. In the many years and over the many miles I have walked, never has a stranger offered me a ride. (Actually I just remembered that women have offered me rides when it’s been pouring rain and I was walking home from the grocery in Colorado Springs, but I was appreciative, not scared – didn’t accept the offers though.) Now it’s happened twice in four days. It’s difficult to imagine how stupid they must think I am. I look my age, and I’m not short; so I know they don’t think I’m a kid. Perhaps they were just being chivalrous…but I sincerely doubt it. I told Laurel she’s not to walk anywhere without me.
So let’s see, the reason I was walking by myself both times was because the kids were recovering from a nasty stomach virus. Charlie seemed to have escaped mostly unscathed (Laurel had it bad several days ago. I kind of had it.), but then Tuesday morning the bathroom was truly a sight to see. To say that Charlie needs to work on his aim would be a considerable understatement although when this was pointed out to him, he improved dramatically. However, the Mexican-food and carrots-with-hummus damage was done, and it took me about an hour and a half to scrub the numerous affected surfaces in the bathroom. I washed a load of puke laundry, but the washing machine doesn’t work very well; and I have to keep moving the dial to get the water to continue to come in and then for the load to spin. I called the handyman across the street to ask if he’d experienced the same thing at this house, but he had not. I told him not to come over to help me with it though until Charlie was less contagious.
I guess I’ll let the captions tell the rest of our stories…

A fine specimen from the entomology department at The Kruger Academy - found in The Arizona Room of our house (the back room - but that's what the owner said the room is called)

A fine specimen from the Entomology Department at The Kruger Academy – found in The Arizona Room of our house (the back room – but that’s what the owner said the room is called)

The Phoenix Library - near downtown - with a modern look inside and out

The Phoenix Library – near downtown – with a modern look inside and out

The library has a Gitmo display that shows the history of the base as well as the research and opinions of the numerous college students around the country who prepared different segments of the exhibit.

There’s a Gitmo display that shows the history of the base as well as the research and opinions of the numerous college students around the country who prepared different segments of the exhibit.

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One thought on “Pukefest, big bugs, strange men approaching me in cars

  1. I’m so sorry that Phoenix hasn’t been more fun. The better parts are really out on the periphery… I’d forgotten about the cockroaches, of which there never used to be any! When I lived there, there weren’t any. Now with the increased humidity from lawns and pools and fake rivers and lakes used to make housing developments more appealing, there are monster ones. And mosquitos in the summer.

    Jamie is out there right now, but at a library conference that is about halfway to Payson, so he’s trapped.

    I hope you’re all feeling better!

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