Don't look too closely

Here we are in the waiting room for laser vision correction surgery. That screen on the wall REALLY IS what you think it is. 

It is real-time closed-circuit TV from the operating room. Troy said, "Oh cool, look at that!" Silly me, I looked. 

Hockey was on in the other waiting room, and since that's all the Olympics I'm going to get, I watched. 

Surprisingly, this is the first time in six months that someone parked one inch from my bumper. I should get out more. 

Random architectural detail. 

Curling is a sport performed in slow motion, but it builds to a good climax.  I'm telling you I'm desperate for Olympics. But even so, we only watched curling because one team was Swiss, like my friend Fabia. We really were on the edges of our seats. (Canada won.)

Wyatt  takes his first antacid. It was like sucking toothpaste out of a packet. 

How is his tummy ach? Fine. The disgustingness of the medicine made him forget all about it. He seems much better. 

They are having a special week at school put on by the English Department called "a Trip to London."  There are puppets, magic tricks and a theater group. They came home quoting Hamlet and Macbeth and summarizing Oliver twist.  Tristan's favorite part of the day was when everyone in Hamlet got killed one by one. Hooray for the classics!  Tomorrow is a book fair, but alas, all the books are in English.