I was kind of under-hydrated all weekend. I chose not to bring an empty water bottle with me to the airport because I was afraid of it getting taken from me at security )a groundless fear, I now know) and then there was no place open where I could buy water once I was inside, but I got something to drink at every opportunity on the plane and went and bought a bottle of seltzer once I got to the city (I also decided to travel with no toiletries which I still think was a good idea, so I needed to get a toothbrush and so forth anyway) but after I drank that I forgot to carry it around with me when I was out and about, but I just took every opportunity to buy drinks which seemed to work out okay. I deliberately did not try to find out what the temperature was and stayed in the shade as much as I could and there generally seemed to be a breeze, which was great. I did remember to bring it to the airport coming home, but JFK does not seem to have those filling stations anywhere so I had to fill it it a drinking fountain like a barbarian. But I do know how to do that. And once i got home my dad gave me a refillable insulated water bottle that can become my official potential sacrifice to TSA for the future.

That sounds like the right strategy, tbh. I hate carrying around a heavier water bottle.

I'm generally in the habit of carrying a water bottle everywhere I go. Not having one is unsettling. But apparently fine!

I do love that those water fountain filling stations are more and more common!

I ran out to buy a snack (mango mochi!) and more importantly, lotto tickets. $800 million tonight, trying to think lucky thoughts!

meara, if you win, you have to buy Buffista Island. Promise?

Hydration is key, yes.

My body now tells me when I'm dehydrated through painful leg cramps in bed. Well, I mean, I pay attention to it, so I guess it's not a bad strategy. Better than telling by having me pass out or something.

I'm eating low fat these days to help my mini-testine and additional plumbing manage food and it's aftermath better. It's working quite well, actually, which is great!

But, god, I miss you in large quantities, butter. You are so delicious.

Cooler here today than the last two days, but apparently we're getting more soon.

(Do we have any other brass players here? Nothing came out of my spit valve the whole time!!)

Not only do we have other brass players here, we have other trombonists. Although I haven't played in public in a few decades. Yes, nothing coming out the spit valve is definitely a sign you're not taking in enough fluids.

Timelies all!

Had another night go pear-shaped with Mr. S. Yesterday he slipped on a field trip from camp and hurt his foot. The pain seemed to come and go. I gave him Children's Tylenol. A little while later he insisted on going to urgent care. While there, he had a major meltdown and ended up going(with Gary) in an ambulance to the ER. Where he fell asleep. I had to go pick them up, since Gary's car was still at urgent care. We ended up going to bed after midnight.

Then the smoke alarm went off for no reason at 5. Ugh.

You poor guys, Sheryl. It's just one thing after another.

Karl, I feel like you would love the Honk community!

Y'all, there are people on tumblr discovering Dogs in Elk right now!!!! [link]

Oh, man, Dogs in Elk is the gift that keeps on giving.