It's snowing!


Always Tusk.

So good.  But not so good a listen when you just realized that you haven't taken your meds in four days.  Thank the heavens that lil' mess is behind me.  WOOOOOO!
Not-so-fun fact: a swishin' and a swashin' of listerine followed by a brushin' with colgate advanced clean tastes like mothballs smell.


Since I have been home in Michigan for less than 24 hours...

- Basketball is so much more fun to watch on an actual tv on CABLE at normal evening hours.
- Made my dog real insecure this morning when I started laughing at him laying a G.
- I have so many nice clothes! So many!  I completely forgot.  It's like when I move back to America   next year, I will never want to shop again!
- My dog might have worse anxiety than me.  He's been barking at everything and panting and      snorting, and I cannot find his thundercoat.
- The air outside smells like leaves, like fall.  I forgot that this is real.  It is a beautiful thing.


Kim Jake-un, or Melissochka is about to dominate fantasy basketball again.  

Richard Mosse, Come Out, 1966
Gosh, I sure am nervous about going to Michigan tomorrow, and this seems all so silly seeing as I am going HOME, but I haven't been there in nearly two years, and now my little brother is away at college which will feels weird to me since he's been around since middle school, and I forgot what it was like to be the only kid in the Wallin house.  Oh sheesh, people.  This is fun overthinking it all. Home is supposed to be a safe place, and I'm here, anxious about how it is going to feel different.

Anxiety is fun!  It's so great to find reasons to worry and feel dread about even the most mundane in everyday life.

At least there will be a dog.  


Why are there still all these dumb-looking felt hats all over the place?  Why is this still trendy?  They all look like witches in them with their long hairs hanging free.

No one looks good in these hats.  No one.  Might as well wear a sombrero.

Of course, the biggest offender...

Dudes, my hair has been on point lately.  I have no idea what is going on and am not complaining, no way no how.  This never happens and has never happened.  For once I don't seethe hatred toward my stupid hairs.  


Pigeons became kind of endearing to me in the spring when I was seeing them all over the place trying to get freaky with girl pigeons.  They have no shame and let their gullets wiggle free and their throat noises be heard.  Come to think of it, though, I haven't seen many pigeons lately, and I'm suspicious that maybe Prague handles them in a similar fashion to Vienna.


Still snotting all over the place.  Thought that I could do yoga again, but I snotted all over the mat. 


Still sick in Prague (boo hoo, I know) while Carlos and friends are in Zlín for the weekend.  Normally I get excited for alone time, but right now I miss mah boo, and I think that is because I know he won't be back after a couple of hours.  WAH WAHHHH WAHHHH!  I had these same feelings when he went to Agadir while I stayed alone in the desert for a week back when we were in Morocco.  That was far worse because at least here I will probably start to feel better tomorrow and can get out and be active. It was too hot and too dead in my desert village to really do anything at all.  I sure hope that I don't get like this when I go back to visit Michigan in two weeks.  Probably not, as I will have family and dog around.  I can do things without Carlos, I swear! It's just that things are so much more fun in his company.  I'm a pretty lucky girl.


I'm sick right now, and my head feels like it weighs 80 lbs, and for some reason, I am watching House Hunters International, and these people are all stupid and annoying.  


Carlos and I went to Greece a month ago.  We stayed on both Lesvos and Santorini at, what seemed to be, the end of the tourist season since I don't think I saw much more than locals.  Hint hint, go to Greece mid-September, people.  I wouldn't have it any other way.  And neither should YOU.  Here are some photographs from the trip.

I took this picture because out of the corner of my eye, after a few drinks, the bottle looked like it said "kayn zwin."  Retsina is great though.  Like a bottle of pine trees!  

Steamy mineral bath on a hot day.

Shrubbery looking all Greek.

I took many photos of animals.  I always take photos of animals.  Because they cannot get mad or yell at me when I take their pictures.

I called this cat Goliath.  The shot is slimming.  

Local fish taverna up the hill, near what remains of one of the temples of Dionysus.  

You cannot see it so well in this picture, but the fish taverna family had what looked like a turkey duck.  The skin on its head was all rubbery, like the waddle waddle on a turkey.  

Kitty tried to eat all of our fish.

It seems that Dionysus had multiple temples.  This one, I think, is probably in the worst condition. But there was no one around for days, so I especially enjoyed daydreaming a bit, staring out to sea, next to the few marble columns, waiting for the sunset.   BLEEEHHHH!

MMMmmm then we went to Santorini.  


His name is probably Zorba.  He appeared several times in a deck of cards featuring "56 beautiful pictures donkey" that we bought for a friend.  I do not like Hmars very much, so I chose to walk down to the water alongside the poo.


Oh heyyyyy, there's an article just published about Comme des Garçons and Rei Kawakubo in the New Yorker.  CLEEEEEEK