Kindergarten shots

Oh boy! Today Kacey got her kindergarten immunizations. They gave her 5 shots. Is that a normal amount? I didn't tell her what we were there for until the Dr. came in. I don't know if that seems cruel, but I didn't want her to worry and be scared any longer than was necessary. I made my dad go with me because I knew I would need help. He held her arms down and I held her feet! She screamed and carried on up until they gave her the first shot- I guess she realized that it wasn't as bad as she had anticipated. I thought they were going to have to scrape me up off of the floor. I get that tunnel vision, cold sweats, blacking-out sensation very quickly in medical situations. I know it must seem funny because I always seem to be in a medical situation. Anyway, she did very well after that. We went to lunch at Subway and then Kacey got to pick out a toy. She chose a Princess Giselle (from Enchanted) make-up set. Hooray. Waxy, glittery fake lipstick and gooey, glittery nail polish.
I hope that my post from yesterday didn't give anyone the impression that I was boasting about my compost pile. I mean, as far as compost piles go, mine stinks. Ha ha! No Aramie, that wasn't funny. What I mean is that I am just trying to do a few things to improve the world around me. We all do what we can, but I don't have a Toyota Prius, no solar panels on my roof, and I don't have a cistern to collect rain water. I wish I did have those things, but my point is that I am just a tiny speck on this planet doing what little a tiny speck can do.
One thing that I want to do but don't think I will be able to do for a while is to stop eating packaged, processed foods. Slow and steady wins the race, right? One thing at a time.
Has anyone out there ever seen a Rick Steve's travel show on PBS? I love Rick Steves!!! He is a travel writer who has been visiting Europe every year for 30 or so years. I love him because he goes to Europe and spends as little money as possible. He stays in hostels or bed & breakfasts- where ever he can get a relatively comfortable bed for cheap. He mixes with the locals where ever he goes, eats where the locals eat and has a great time really experiencing the culture of the countries that he visits. I'm not saying that I don't enjoy a nice hotel and a fancy meal, but isn't the point of travel to learn as much as you can about a place? I don't think that many people in, say, Venice, Italy eat at 5 star restaurants every night. Anway, I have all of his travel shows on dvd and I watch them when Kacey goes to sleep and dream of the places I will go some day. One thing I have noticed is that you never see people eating stuff from a box in these other countries. Everything is fresh. They eat with the seasons instead of eating out of cans. In a lot of places they do their grocery shopping each day to get what they need only for that day. It seems overwhelming, but if you were only buying 4 or 5 things and it was part of your daily routine I guess it would be different. Oh well, maybe someday I will be in the south of France like you see in the movies, and I will have a baguette in my bag and a bouqet of sunflowers! Oh, and of course my beret. I don't know why I wrote so much about that. Now you know a little more about the workings of my boring mind.........
Hillary corrected a mistake I made in my blog yesterday. I said that I lost my glasses while snowboarding and that I had a roommate that wore granny panties and turned the thermostat up to 90 degrees. Apparently Hillary was my roommate when I lost my glasses. Sorry Hill. My Ricks days all seem to blend together. So, while I did have a roommate who wore granny panties and turned the thermostat up to 90, it was not Hillary. I repeat, NOT Hillary. It was a very strange girl who I was convinced was going to try to kill me in my sleep. NOT Hillary.
It was in the 50's and sunny today. Beautiful.