my scramblings & ramblings
Between the Nyquil that is still wearing off, the fact that I had to pee every 45 minutes, and Aidan wetting the bed this morning, I didn’t get a lot of sleep.
I feel lousy.
But getting a hug and kiss from Aidan is a big help. 
So is rereading a really good Erma Bombeck book.
(Originally published at Anywhere Is…)
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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:
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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I just got out of the shower and now I am nice and clean. I must do my hair sometime this week, but to tide me over, I washed it tonight. It smells v. yummy.
You know how those search engine sites let you personalize a homepage? I use personalized Google homepage. They introduced themes a few weeks ago, and I picked the “Teahouse” theme. There’s a little animal—I’m not sure what he is, but he’s so cute. The theme is dynamic, so it changes with the time of the day. He picks fruit in the morning, he has a picnic during lunchtime, and he sleeps in a little sleeping bag at night. Right now, he’s feeding the ducks. He is so cute. I smile everytime I see him.
Here’s a screen shot:
Friday, tamirabeth and I had dinner at b-dubs. She treated me, which was so awesome of her. I ordered 12 wings. I usually order six. But this time I ordered 12 because I hadn’t eaten much all day and I was v. hungry. So, I ate all 12 wings, a regular-sized order of buffalo chips, and a few pieces of celery dipped in ranch dressing. Then I came home and ate a cookie, and a few pieces of candy while Tami and I watched Boondock Saints (woo, another convert!) and Cars. Part way through Cars, I started feeling like something was NOT RIGHT. I figured I’d just eaten too much, but my back was hurting really badly. After she left, I got sick. 🙁 After it was over, I fell into a fitful sleep, upside down on the bed. I am hoping it wasn’t the chicken. I think it was probably the ranch dressing, or maybe I really did eat way too much. My stomach felt like it wanted to explode! So, I know, from now on. Six wings it is. I slept until 2pm on Saturday, but then I got up and worked my bootay off on unpacking and such. Then I watched FOUR episodes of The O.C. on DVD.
Today I watched Charlie’s Angels Full Throttle for the first time ever. I was all excited when I figured out one of the obscure references in the movie (clues) before the angels did. And Demi Moore is HOT. WOW. Go Ashton!!! 🙂
See if you can find the grammatical errors in the headline I’ve circled in the following graphic:
I can’t stop copyediting. Speaking of that, and work, I am now enrolled in a correspondence handwriting course. I did my first two lessons on Friday. My wrist was about to kill me. So were my fingers. I’m trying to retrain my muscles, but we’ll see if it works or not. I’m interested to see what my grade is. Believe it or not, manuscript is harder than cursive. A LOT harder.
I started reading The Secret by Rhonda Byrne. I doubt I finish it. I’ve been skipping around, but some of the things I’ve read I don’t think are very nice. I also wasn’t able to finish An Abundance of Katherines by John Green. There were too many footnotes. They were distracting me. I did review a couple more books at Ronni’s Reviews if you want to hop over and take a look. Maybe even comment. Hint hint.
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This post has no point. Okay then. See ya.
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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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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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