There is a pretty good sandstorm blowing outside right now.
I can honestly say this - when I move back to America (please Lord let that be soon) I will NOT miss the sandstorms.
I'm not sure there will be much I do miss - but I KNOW I will not miss the sandstorms.
The tiny grit of sand that is ever present in the air makes it impossible for me to wear my contacts for more than two days.
My poor dog even has issues with the sand - her eyes water and she sneezes a lot.
And as I'm apparently allergic to the sand, hot air, and sun (it gives me a rash) the sand makes that worse too.
Well the sand and the 100+ degree weather (Fahrenheit). The high temp today is suppose to be 101 - but it's already 101 and it's only 9:17am.
So needless to say my eyes and my rash are out of control.
Well maybe not out of control - but it is worse.
bleh (I love this word it just looks so cute).
On another note - I had the weirdest dream this morning...
I was standing in the door way of a room, but mostly in the hall.
With my back to the hall facing the wall at the end of it (not sure if that's clear to everyone or not).
And I would shout a word out periodically.
Just one word.
Think someone is trying to tell me to start Twittering?
Don't think I can because I have absolutely no idea how to use it or why one would want to use it.
Anyway that was my dream.