–We drove to my cousin’s house in the nearby hamlet of Denair for the Fourth, and celebrated among a mix of family and friends. I brought about 50 glow stick bracelets, as I normally do, and the adults got into something of a competition to see who could wear theirs in the most ridiculous way. One of our friends brought a peach cobbler made in a cast iron skillet on the grill–a revelation. Isobel was brave enough to double-fist sparklers this year (even though she kept calling them “sprinklers”). Elias wasn’t having the fireworks, though, not even from the safety of the Ergo baby carrier. He was terrified, clinging tightly to me, burying his face in my chest, his poor little heart beating so fast. It wasn’t worth it so I brought him inside. Instantly he was happy as a clam. We snuggled, danced to Matt & Kim on the radio, played Connect Four, and petted with sweet dog Una. Then we started a new Independence Day tradition: decorating the dog with glow sticks. Welcome to Earth!
–Isobel has renamed my cousin’s dog, Hank, and now only refers to him as “Hotdog.” Hank is so sweet he is entirely okay with this.
–Anthony missed out on most of the weekend. He caught the stomach bug that had circulated through his sister’s family. This made it harder on me, physically, to swim with and watch both kids by myself during the parties. Not that having the poopbarfs was much fun, either. My body really tested this new treatment to its limits. I have a ways to go. I’m not looking to climb mountains, but I would like to be able to attend family functions and go in the pool without wanting to crumple up at the end of the day from pain and exhaustion.
–I switched to contacts for 24 hours since I had two afternoons of swimming planned this weekend. I don’t have prescription sunglasses and I wanted to protect my eyes from the glare. Plus, I got some super cute aviator sunglasses at Jenny’s yard sale and I couldn’t wait to wear them. I haven’t used my contacts in years, and I’m at the point where my brain has developed a sort of face-specific body dysmorphia. When I look in the mirror without my glasses my features seem incredibly distorted: my face is too long, my eyes are too large. I feel like a mutant, even though objectively, I know I look fine, the same as I did before, and that it’s an illusion. I was relieved when swimming was over and I was back in glasses and my comfort zone.
–The other day Elias was following me around saying a strange new word. It took me a minute to figure out he was saying my name, Carrie.
–Rubbing coconut oil into the ends of my hair before swimming has helped protect it from the drying and damaging affect of chlorinated water. I massage it in the last four inches or so, and then style it in a bun, top knot, or braid. After swimming my hair is still soft and relatively tangle-free. It’s too greasy to wear down without shampooing at this point, but it’s kept my hair very healthy despite all the pool chemicals and the frying pan-like heat of the sun.
–Anthony said that when he plays superhero Lego with Isobel, Catwoman is the boss hero because she’s the smartest and took science classes.
–Exciting news! We found Ranma 1/2 on Hulu, so Anthony and I have been watching it and reminiscing about the good times we had watching it together nearly two decades ago. I forgot how absolutely laugh-out-loud funny it is.
Paperback Paradise: Fuckin’ and Fightin’. Truth in advertising!
My cat just murdered a fly. Sound on, please.
i dont know I guess im a pokemon!!!!! This cracked me up harder than it probably should have.
Great background on the history of Jupiter exploration. Jupiter is my second favorite planet. (Earth is number one, for obvious reasons.)
“Fourth of July seven years ago. Holding a tiny baby Isobel.” I stumbled on this photo of Stef and I taking Isobel swimming for the first time and it made me smile.
Astoria was designed by someone with a sense of humor. Yeah, that’s kind of my personal hell.
When you’re a People writer and don’t know who Michael Ian Black is so you just go with his Twitter bio. I can’t wait to be referred to in a People article as “Fucking delight, Carrie Anne Castillo…”
Couple arrested for throwing pizza rolls at each other. Let s/he who has never been there cast the first pizza roll.
When frightening creatures attack. I hope they called 911
Juno Mission coloring page! Thank you Ekaterina Smirnova!
Sashimi rolling, they hating. I love Japan.
My cousin face-swapped with some fruit salad. Nightmare fuel.
Who you gonna call? This needs to be their official slogan.
Bonus dog! I choked on my rice. Worth it.
Thrifted Maternity Closet: Week 36. Wherein I am huge and people are laughing about it.
Snapshot 07.30.16. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
50 Thrifty Fun Things To Do: Clay Fairy Food. We still play with our fairy food all the time.