October 24, 2006
Tamituesday
Ling dropped Shannon at the airport monday afternoon. Tuesday morning, driving to work, I realized Shannon was still in the air, flying. *ouch*
It was good having her over to visit though. At lunch today with friends I asked Luke, "where's Tua-Kah ?" He looked around and gave me his sign language gesture for "not here."
Little man is now walking, tentatively. The longest I've seen him walk so far is about ten feet. He is no longer so resistent to walking. He used to plop on his ass if you tried to carry him along under his arms or hold his hand.
He's also making all sorts of babbling conversation-sound noises to himself, so I suppose that he'll be talking soon too. Ling read somewhere that at his age he should be speaking fifty words. What a joke. He probably knows fifty words, but since he chooses to skip all the one syllable words and go for the two-syllables like 'bubble' and 'tractor' it seems to be slowing his pace a bit.
I'm freed up to tag along with Ling and Luke next week for ten days in Sydney. The only problem is that three nights in a row out having big dinners and drinking plus a bad saturday sunburn knocked my immune system around and I've managed to catch a flu of some sort.
Normally this will kill us -- I get sick, then Ling does, and then Luke does. Three or four weeks later everyone is recovered. I don't want to spoil our vacation, so I went to the doctor and got a course of Tamiflu, that anti-flu viral medication. I gave Ling some too, as apparently taking it reduces the chance of her catching it from my by 92%. Relatively expensive, but well worth the cost of saving a vacation. Ling is sleeping in the other room for the time being, I've been avoiding Luke, and when we drove around today I was wearing a surgical mask. I was amazed how few looks i actually got for it.
Anyway, the dinners were worth it. Particularly saturday night's italian dinner at Valentinos. Most noted item we had there was white truffle. All the girls had generous shavings of white truffles in their olio porcini pasta. I've never had truffle like that before. The smell is truly amazing. The taste, a comparative letdown. Definitely not worth the absurdly outrageous price.
The better ingredients were the mozarellae flown directly from Milan and sardines flown, that morning, from, of course, Sardinia. The mozarella was the best I've ever eaten.
Posted by Nils Blutig at October 24, 2006 07:44 PM | TrackBack