What was waiting for me at work

What was waiting for me at work

41 So Far Isn't Doing It For Me

Maybe it's just me, but waking up on your birthday with a nose crusted shut, a screaming sinus headache and a head full of snot that slides side to side when I roll over is no way to start the day. I took the hottest shower in Christendom to relieve some of the sinus pressure and took a big old dose of Vitamin C plus am drinking OJ but really-
Enough already.

Enough germs, virus and bacteria. My entire chest feels like it's full of snot. I'm drenched in sweat and I just came from the shower. I need to get up from this chair and drive toward work.

Oh god....how am I supposed to work with this much snot? Will they let me bring it into the building? I work in a fancy building,I'm sure this much snot is not allowed.

Did I mention the delightful butt explosion that I enjoyed right after my shower, courtesy of the UTI meds I'm taking? At least it cures the constipation from my prenatal vitamins - right?

I'm 41 today. This does not bode well for the rest of this decade.

Maybe Zoltar has some answers

41 So Far Isn't Doing It For Me

Maybe it's just me, but waking up on your birthday with a nose crusted shut, a screaming sinus headache and a head full of snot that slides side to side when I roll over is no way to start the day. I took the hottest shower in Christendom to relieve some of the sinus pressure and took a big old dose of Vitamin C plus am drinking OJ but really-
Enough already.

Enough germs, virus and bacteria. My entire chest feels like it's full of snot. I'm drenched in sweat and I just came from the shower. I need to get up from this chair and drive toward work.

Oh god....how am I supposed to work with this much snot? Will they let me bring it into the building? I work in a fancy building,I'm sure this much snot is not allowed.

Did I mention the delightful butt explosion that I enjoyed right after my shower, courtesy of the UTI meds I'm taking? At least it cures the constipation from my prenatal vitamins - right?

I'm 41 today. This does not bode well for the rest of this decade.

Maybe Zoltar has some answers

Fair Food and Fun

Before I was so unbelievably sick, before the flu and this damn UTI came knocking on top of my already present morning sickness and overall pregnant and Forty-ness......we went to the fair. We have a pretty ok little fair here. You'd really expect more, if you were from the midwest and accustomed to huge fair events - which we are.

But it's ok. You know there are the animals....

and heck even the Little Birth of Cool braved petting some of the critters.

This slide pic is one of my faves. The big boy was the student of the week, and got to bring home his class mascot.
So we took it to the fair - and he took it on rides and through fun houses and the like.
But you know as always, the good stuff is the fair food. I was a little disappointed at the lack of deep fried foods on sticks, frankly. Florida fairs have MUCH better selections!

My corn dog was nasty, and I think I'm going to swear off of them. The twins didn't seem to mind theirs - but we checked theirs and it seemed just fine. I got the funky one.

The best meat product we had was this delicious grilled chicken.
Mmmmm this is deep fried cheese cake with caramel sauce. But when is one dessert enough at the fair? NEVAH! So we also had deep fried Milky Ways.

And, I learned at the end of the night .......that my son is a Sith Lord. Who knew?

Fair Food and Fun

Before I was so unbelievably sick, before the flu and this damn UTI came knocking on top of my already present morning sickness and overall pregnant and Forty-ness......we went to the fair. We have a pretty ok little fair here. You'd really expect more, if you were from the midwest and accustomed to huge fair events - which we are.

But it's ok. You know there are the animals....

and heck even the Little Birth of Cool braved petting some of the critters.

This slide pic is one of my faves. The big boy was the student of the week, and got to bring home his class mascot.
So we took it to the fair - and he took it on rides and through fun houses and the like.
But you know as always, the good stuff is the fair food. I was a little disappointed at the lack of deep fried foods on sticks, frankly. Florida fairs have MUCH better selections!

My corn dog was nasty, and I think I'm going to swear off of them. The twins didn't seem to mind theirs - but we checked theirs and it seemed just fine. I got the funky one.

The best meat product we had was this delicious grilled chicken.
Mmmmm this is deep fried cheese cake with caramel sauce. But when is one dessert enough at the fair? NEVAH! So we also had deep fried Milky Ways.

And, I learned at the end of the night .......that my son is a Sith Lord. Who knew?

More Dick Moves For Jon Gosselin To Pull

Now that Jon Gosselin has drained almost all the money out of their account I have been thinking about other dick moves he could make.

I mean, I think that the money thing was out of line. He's gonna have to give that back.

But you know, using the California "HALF" rule.....I was thinking these are some things he COULD take.

• Half the dishes. (take cups not saucers, cuz that's funny)


• Half the sheets- top or bottom but not both


• Half the food - bring Tupperware to dump out the bit you are taking with you Jon


• Half the curtains - I say depending on if you are right or left handed, choose the curtains on that side and take those


• Half the books and half the records/tapes/CDs


• Half the Wagon Wheel Coffee Table (see when Harry Met Sally)


• Half the kids- just take the 4 that don't sass

See it goes on and on. Just split that shit up. Like King Solomon and the baby, divide it in two and to the victors go the spoils. That works really well right? RIGHT?

In all seriousness, these are like the two sorriest people I have ever had the media keep forcing down my throat. Can't Paris Hilton do a porno film or pose naked with a snake or something?

More Dick Moves For Jon Gosselin To Pull

Now that Jon Gosselin has drained almost all the money out of their account I have been thinking about other dick moves he could make.

I mean, I think that the money thing was out of line. He's gonna have to give that back.

But you know, using the California "HALF" rule.....I was thinking these are some things he COULD take.

• Half the dishes. (take cups not saucers, cuz that's funny)


• Half the sheets- top or bottom but not both


• Half the food - bring Tupperware to dump out the bit you are taking with you Jon


• Half the curtains - I say depending on if you are right or left handed, choose the curtains on that side and take those


• Half the books and half the records/tapes/CDs


• Half the Wagon Wheel Coffee Table (see when Harry Met Sally)


• Half the kids- just take the 4 that don't sass

See it goes on and on. Just split that shit up. Like King Solomon and the baby, divide it in two and to the victors go the spoils. That works really well right? RIGHT?

In all seriousness, these are like the two sorriest people I have ever had the media keep forcing down my throat. Can't Paris Hilton do a porno film or pose naked with a snake or something?

Swine Flu and Other Good Times

You're going to have to pardon me if my sentences don't make sense. First off I have a five year old child who has decided that he has to scream hysterically every time I sit at the computer. Not because he's being neglected. But because for some reason of his own he doesn't want me to sit here. So he stands next to me, and screams. Autism is good times, some days.

It is making my head pound.

Secondly - because I'm sick.

Friday really started off on the right foot for me. I should've known that this was a bad sign, a day going that well couldn't continue. But I had people to call and reports to go through and menus to plan and really, I was rockin' it at work.

And then I got the call. Not one sick child, but two - both twins had fevers and would I please come get them. I glanced at the clock - not quite 11am, no problem, I can run pick them up - drop them off with their Dad and run back to work in time to take my asst out to lunch.

I was thinking Japanese.

Anyway, I dart off to school - when the first ominous cloud rolled over my day.

The para-pro's who delivered the boys to me, told me quietly that their teacher has H1N1 and so do the other two kids in the class, my boys were the only ones who showed up today.

Damn.

Regardless I run them hope - give their Dad the 411 and as I'm preparing to head back to work I reach down - I have no idea what I was reaching for.

And my back froze.

I can't describe the sensation - but I was overwhelmed with the sensation that my back would literally break if I moved. I was able to lay down and my hubby rubbed my back for a while.....and I thought it was better.

Psyche.

I got up- and went to lift my knee to sit on the edge of the bed- and was overwhelmed with pain. My husband practically had to lay me down in the bed I was in such agony, it was insane.

My doctor's office decided quickly I had pulled a muscle in my back which seemed a lame diagnosis for my agony but whatever. Oh and good times, all I can take is Tylenol. Oh and I can alternate hot and cold ice pack.

Saturday, the good times continued as one twin woke up with a temp of 103.6 and the other one flared up a temp almost 103 later in the day. I combatted them with the old stand-by of alternating tylenol with advil.......as I felt my own fever rising and my chest constricting.

WHICH is all very good times.

The twins and I lay around like slugs all day on Saturday but Saturday into Sunday my back began to flare up again. When I got out of bed, the husband had me take an Epsom salt back in the jacuzzi - and I think it actually helped. My temperature broke about 6am Sunday morning, I say this based on the fact that I woke up drenched in sweat and feeling like I was dying.

But I got the menu ordered for work on Monday- and I know where I can order on the fly for Tuesday. My brain is working if my body isn't cooperating. Despite the snot running out of my nose, the hideous death rattle coughing and the ache in my back.......as I head into Sunday evening I feel like the medicine is keeping the worst of the ick at bay for us all.

I feel like crap, don't get me wrong. I could sleep for like two days. But I think we're going to survive.

But man does it suck.

Here is a random picture of a giant mushroom in my yard. Just for fun. We could use some fun around here!

Swine Flu and Other Good Times

You're going to have to pardon me if my sentences don't make sense. First off I have a five year old child who has decided that he has to scream hysterically every time I sit at the computer. Not because he's being neglected. But because for some reason of his own he doesn't want me to sit here. So he stands next to me, and screams. Autism is good times, some days.

It is making my head pound.

Secondly - because I'm sick.

Friday really started off on the right foot for me. I should've known that this was a bad sign, a day going that well couldn't continue. But I had people to call and reports to go through and menus to plan and really, I was rockin' it at work.

And then I got the call. Not one sick child, but two - both twins had fevers and would I please come get them. I glanced at the clock - not quite 11am, no problem, I can run pick them up - drop them off with their Dad and run back to work in time to take my asst out to lunch.

I was thinking Japanese.

Anyway, I dart off to school - when the first ominous cloud rolled over my day.

The para-pro's who delivered the boys to me, told me quietly that their teacher has H1N1 and so do the other two kids in the class, my boys were the only ones who showed up today.

Damn.

Regardless I run them hope - give their Dad the 411 and as I'm preparing to head back to work I reach down - I have no idea what I was reaching for.

And my back froze.

I can't describe the sensation - but I was overwhelmed with the sensation that my back would literally break if I moved. I was able to lay down and my hubby rubbed my back for a while.....and I thought it was better.

Psyche.

I got up- and went to lift my knee to sit on the edge of the bed- and was overwhelmed with pain. My husband practically had to lay me down in the bed I was in such agony, it was insane.

My doctor's office decided quickly I had pulled a muscle in my back which seemed a lame diagnosis for my agony but whatever. Oh and good times, all I can take is Tylenol. Oh and I can alternate hot and cold ice pack.

Saturday, the good times continued as one twin woke up with a temp of 103.6 and the other one flared up a temp almost 103 later in the day. I combatted them with the old stand-by of alternating tylenol with advil.......as I felt my own fever rising and my chest constricting.

WHICH is all very good times.

The twins and I lay around like slugs all day on Saturday but Saturday into Sunday my back began to flare up again. When I got out of bed, the husband had me take an Epsom salt back in the jacuzzi - and I think it actually helped. My temperature broke about 6am Sunday morning, I say this based on the fact that I woke up drenched in sweat and feeling like I was dying.

But I got the menu ordered for work on Monday- and I know where I can order on the fly for Tuesday. My brain is working if my body isn't cooperating. Despite the snot running out of my nose, the hideous death rattle coughing and the ache in my back.......as I head into Sunday evening I feel like the medicine is keeping the worst of the ick at bay for us all.

I feel like crap, don't get me wrong. I could sleep for like two days. But I think we're going to survive.

But man does it suck.

Here is a random picture of a giant mushroom in my yard. Just for fun. We could use some fun around here!