Dear Family, Friends, and Complete Internet Strangers Who Found This Blog Somewhere And Now Want To Imitate Our Lives Because We're Rad,
We're alive and well here in Athens. I haven't posted for a week and a half because I've been busy. Mind you, I did not say productive, just busy. The reality is that there are only about 4-5 hours in the day where I have the energy to get things done. If I have to travel somewhere outside the house to do those things, the traveling itself counts as at least an hour, one way, regardless of how long it actually takes. So, I end up getting one or two things done, and sometimes writing doesn't make the cut.
You'll be pleased to know that I did clean the bathrooms yesterday, though, so I've got that going for me.
Phil and I went to Mycenae earlier this week for the MLK Jr. holiday. It's another UNESCO site. We took some cool pictures (literally, because winter finally came earlier this week). I'll throw those up on here either tomorrow or Saturday.
Speaking of throw up, and apologies for the grossest transition ever, Bella is sick again today. She's been moody this week because I had to bandage her foot to stop her from licking an itchy spot. In an act of defiance yesterday, she ate something unidentifiable and nasty while we were on a walk. After thoroughly eliminating the thing from her body this morning, she's been sleeping it off today. What a disgusting mammal.
I finally broke down and made birthday cupcakes today, after seeing a lot of cake pictures online over the past week. None of us are having a birthday, I just really needed cake. In rereading this particular part of my letter, it seems weird that I've decided to follow a story about my dog puking with a story about eating delicious birthday cake. Someone should study the neural pathways in my brain that make these connections.
Phil has unsuccessfully tried to get a new battery for his laptop three different times in the past week. He checked online to make sure what he needed was in stock at the store. When he went there for the first time on Saturday, they said it was in stock at their warehouse and told Phil to come back later. When he tried to go the other day after work, it was the one day during the week when they close at 3pm. He tried again today after work and they still didn't have it at the store. "Eh, it will come when it comes. What's your hurry? It's just a battery." They didn't actually say that, but I don't think I'm taking too much artistic license in suggesting it as a potential thought they might have (probably) had.
I saw my vendor friend at laiki agora today. I always buy my kiwis and bananas from him because he's so nice and didn't treat me like an idiot even when I was speaking Greek like an idiot during my first few times at the market. Last week, he asked me where Bella was, in Greek. I totally didn't understand the Greek, but I understood what he was saying because I know the Greek word for dog, and I know the Greeks' love for Bella. As you recall, if you're a devoted follower, I've decided to leave her out of my laiki adventures for a while. Maybe I shouldn't. Maybe I get better deals when she comes. This week, he asked me in the informal tense how I'm doing. I have a Greek friend! I don't know his name, or anything about him, and I have no knowledge of how to ask him these things, but I can already tell that we're going to be best friends for life. I mean, the man sells me kiwis.
Bella and Phil are passed out on their respective couches. I had a huge nap today after getting in a really good vicarious workout from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I may be up for several more hours, but it looks like it's time to put everyone else to bed.
We hope you are alive and well, wherever you are; and, most especially, that if you're in D.C., you made sure to buy a lot of chips and junk before the stores were raided in advance of Snowpocalypse, '16. Heaven help you if you didn't.