Happy Halloween! (Pictures)

More like a TRYING Halloween for me.

I was at work for an hour when I got the call that Aidan had pink eye and needed to be taken out of preschool. I spent a good part of the day driving. I drove to preschool to get Aidan, then all the way to Pickerington to get medicine for him, and then up to Craig’s to take Aidan trick-or-treating. He didn’t even last an hour out there before he had to potty. After that, he was done. Well, not quite. He did take the time to put on his father’s costume:

Bob Ross Aidan
“Happy Wittle Twees!”

Aidan’s fine, though. I managed to get him to take the eye drops by telling him to close his eyes, then I put the medicine in his tear ducts. It’s how I do my own drops. Poor little guy, he’s been plied with so much medicine the past few days. :( First, it was a cold that turned into a bad cough. Then allergies. Then a sinus infection. Now pink eye. I say it’s just preschool initiation. Unfortunately, he’s passing that stuff on to me, and I just don’t have time to really be getting sick. Tomorrow, I have errands, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday are Aidan days, and then it’s back to work for another week. There is no full day of relaxation for me until November 17th, and that’s a long way away. I hope my body holds out!

And on that note, I’m going to bed. I’m sick again, and I just took a Nyquil to help me sleep. It should be kicking in pretty soon. I can’t afford to take time off of work. I’m trying to save my vacation for Thanksgiving, and I’m out of sick time, as usual. *grumble*

Sigh. I’m so tired.

Good night.

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You Know What Sucks?

My nose is dripping like a drippy thing, my throat and ears hurt, my body feels like a shell of itself, my head alternates between feeling like it’s filled with helium or weighs 300 pounds, my back aches, and THERE IS STILL 90 MINUTES TO GO ‘TIL I CAN BLOW THIS POP STAND.

Time is going very slowly. If only it had gone this slowly when I was in Chicago…

Stupid time.

My bed is a-callin’. “Yoo-hoo!!!!” it’s saying. HURRY UP, TIME!

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Sick = No Fun

I started to feel nauseated around 11pm. I thought it was the fried-food smell in my apartment–sometimes that scent throws me off. I burned a Nag Champa and went to bed. The Nag Champa did its job of covering the smell, and it also did its relaxing me trick. But the nausea was still there, just hiding under the Nag Champa magic. I was able to ignore it enough to fall asleep.

About 2am, I woke up, throwing the covers off of me, feeling REALLY bad. I knew something had to happen, just wasn’t sure what. Then I was all too sure. :( Doubley-sure, if you know what I mean.

I think Ramen noodles need to be excluded from my diet forever and ever and ever. :(

I took the morning off from work to recover, and will be heading out into the freezing cold 19ºF temps in a few minutes. Ack.

Still feeling tired. I don’t do it that often (thank goodness), but upchucking is really, really exhausting. Blah. Add that to the fact that there is no food in me (you’ll understand why I’m scared to put some in), I could totally sleep for another six to eight hours.

But now it’s off to work time. See ya.

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I can’t stop playing the Hidden Pictures game on the Highlights for Kids website. Especially the ones with all the cool sound effects. Sad, huh?

I went home early yesterday and stayed home today. I slept a lot, and woke up a bunch of times today barely able to swallow because my throat and ears hurt so much. Things are still not ideal, but at least the rest of me feels close to normal. Or maybe I still AM sick, because I did the dishes, and you know how I hate to do dishes.

Drinking TONS of orange juice. I have to go back to work tomorrow, feeling better or not, so I hope the OJ helps. At any rate, I will be going to bed pretty early tonight.

Just went through and read all of my Sarah Dessen books. Not in order again, but close enough together that I began recognizing patterns and other characters making cameos. I LOVE when authors do that. But her main characters all attend at least one party, there is always a group playing quarters or cards, and people drinking (ew) beer. I got excited once I recognized places and characters and things all interchanging. Good times. I hope I get to publish more than one book so I can do that, too. Who am I kidding? I hope to publish ONE book. *sigh*

Anyway, I’m not going to sit here getting all depressed and whatnot. It’s probably time for me to eat some dinner, curl up with a good book, and make an early night of it, huh? :) ‘Til next time.

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Thankful for…

1. Having a roof over my head, food to eat, clothing to wear, and material goods;

2. A perfect little boy;

3. Friends and family who love me;

4. Books to read;

5. A God who doesn’t give up on me no matter how angry I get at Him, no matter how much I push Him away;

6. A job I like.

…for letting me open my eyes today
for hearing all the things that I couldn’t say
for being strong when I thought I was going to break
for never letting me go
I just want you to know
I’m grateful….


I’m fighting a cold now, compliments of my little one. I’ve been trying to get a lot of rest, but not drinking enough fluids. The thing is–the OJ I got free from Meijer smells like armpits. Who wants to drink that? Ugh.

But if it’s not spoiled or rancid or whatever happens to OJ, I will go ahead and drink it. Anything to get this annoying feeling of bleh out of me.


Aidan really wants the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse for Christmas. After watching the show on Saturday morning, I can see the appeal. It’s such a colorful and pretty show, perfect for preschoolers and their mommies who happen to like Mickey Mouse as well. :) But the clubhouse is back ordered 8 weeks! And the people selling it on eBay or Amazon are charging twice as much. My mother said not to worry, that she’ll get it for him somehow. And the show really is cute. And Aidan deserves it. He’s going through a lot now even though he doesn’t really know it, and he’s such a little trooper. He’s been so great. So great. Such a good sport.

That’s the hardest thing to deal with. Leaving him. I enjoy the breaks, but leaving him is hard. Last night was hard, but I didn’t cry on the way to my apartment like I have in the past. I know he’s okay, but I’m a mom. And moms always feel some sort of guilt. At least, this mom does.


I’m off to bed again. First I’ll drink some OJ, then take some meds, plus my other pills. Work tomorrow is a tossup. We’ll see how I feel. I don’t have much sick time, though. This morning I went in with a fever. Eep.

‘Til next time…

(Originally published at Anywhere Is…)

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