Anna: Good Night!
Jon: I don't think it's going to be good or much of a night either...
After sleeping for about three hours, Anders awakened a little after 11 as I settled into bed. He was crying and carrying on. Anna pacified him to a point, to the point that we had the aforementioned exchange. A couple of nights before, he awakened around 2:45 am and I was up rocking with him until he finally fell asleep at 4 am. Saturday night was fine, then we had last night. We tried our usual tricks, but then we settled on Anders and me sleeping in the recliner downstairs. Anders has had a stuffed nose and sounded a little horse the past few days, which is especially strange since he doesn't talk... I wonder if he caught something at that petri dish of a zoo we visited on Friday, or maybe it was something else. Anyway, it seemed that he needed to be somewhat upright for drainage purposes.
I love our old brown recliner. It was purchased by my grandma Neste in 1988. I pretty much commandeered it until she moved out. Then after she died, it was mine again until college. After college, it was about the only thing I asked to take from our house or my room. We took that thing up to our first apartment in Minneapolis in the Uncle Jesse (our 1986 Ford pickup I drove from time to time, so christened by the late Speez). I used to sit in that chair and fall asleep watching Seinfeld reruns after supper at our place on University Ave. It was a primary piece of furniture in our other two Athens abodes. About a year after moving here, the recliner got demoted by Anna to the basement. It made sense to do so, but it was still a sad day.
Well, the only good thing about last night was that I would get to spend some quality time in the brown recliner with Anders. I knew the old girl was up to the task. The chair has perfectly formed to my body over time. I actually slept fairly good for recliner sleep until I awoke at 3:20 am EDT having to pee. I sort of looked forward to seeing the sun rise over the recliner, but things were progressing in a different manner. Anders slept in his bed for about three more hours and I did much prefer sleeping in our bed over the chair, but it's good to know that old chair can still do the job in a pinch. Parting with that chair would be like abandoning 100 of my t-shirts.
Anders did not sound as stuffed up tonight. I am optimistic that he will make it mostly through the night. I plan on being in bed at 9 pm tonight, so I better wrap this up.
The zoo, briefly. The penguins put on a show next to Anders, which he enjoyed. He got a lot out of the aquariums. An orangutan was sleeping right in front of him, but he paid it no mind. I'm glad we took him. It is the #1 rated zoo in the USA, but it is enormous. It would probably be best suited for a school age kid with a couple of years of science under his belt. It was fun, but I think Anders enjoyed the people watching more than the animals. Everyone comes to the zoo, all shapes sizes, income levels, ages, physical and mental abilities. It had the feel of a MN State Fair crowd. Parenthetically the OH State Fair was going on at the time in Columbus as well, but it is a sad and poorly attended event compared to the Great Minnesota Get Together. We had to hustle through the "continents" at the zoo since Anders was zoning out due to a missed afternoon nap. I think we should take Anders back in about 7 years. We stopped to feed Anders at Polaris Fashion Place. I had a Chick-Fil-A sandwich. I see what all the fuss is about. It's now on the Good Regional Chain list along with Culver's, Potbelly, and In-N-Out Burger.
Well, that's the end of my glass of wine, which means it's time to go.
Happy 8th Anniversary to my darling wife, Anna. May the 9th year be easier than the 8th. She'll probably see this message right around her birthday next month when she checks this blog again. This note is not in lieu of a card and real gift, but I will be teaching in Chillicothe tomorrow night on our anniversary.
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