My aunt is having open-heart surgery tomorrow to replace her aortic valve. Pray if it's your way, thank you.
I'm going to bed.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
Mondays truly suck.
This weekend was pretty great. Saturday we relished in lounging around the house (I even let him watch golf most of the day), we ran a few errands to get ready for the dinner party, like picking up my new dining room table which is my dad's old antique dining room table (it's fantastic!) and getting an oil change.
Sunday was the dinner party, and other than doing that we did nada. Watched golf, I read, a little spot cleaning and voila! Time for company! The menu was as follows:
The night was a resounding success, full of food and Wii playing and alcohol (for them, not me). Everyone left around 10pm and I hit the hay. Unfortunately for me, baby thought all the food was a little rich, and I had a terrible stomachache that kept me up until after 2am, when I decided to take a hot bath which thankfully relaxed my abdomen enough to let me get a little bit of sleep. I am still not feeling quite up to par, but I still had to get to work, and early at that, so I somehow managed to drag myself in here at 7am. I don't know how it happened, but it did. Blah.
So right now I feel absolutely terrible but I'm toiling through the day the best that I can. I think I'm going to nap on my lunch, which hopefully will make me feel a little better. My allergies are doing a number on me, forcing nose-blowing and bloody noses, but I tried calling Christen to get my Sudafed delivered on his way to work but the cable is out so the phone isn't working at home, and his cell phone is dead (again). I left a somewhat nasty message on his cell phone because I was frustrated, but since he never listens to his messages, it doesn't really matter. I guess I just have to get through the day, right? I think I'm going to call out from the library, because if my sinuses are this bad before I get there, I'll go crazy in the dust reading shelves. I need to go home and sleep. Can I do that right this very minute?
Sunday was the dinner party, and other than doing that we did nada. Watched golf, I read, a little spot cleaning and voila! Time for company! The menu was as follows:
- Beer and Cheese fondue with veggies and bread (made by me)
- Lobster risotto with lobster tails, asparagus and bay scallops in a saffron cream sauce (made by the lovely Richard)
- Chocolate Peanutbutter Pie (made by me)
The night was a resounding success, full of food and Wii playing and alcohol (for them, not me). Everyone left around 10pm and I hit the hay. Unfortunately for me, baby thought all the food was a little rich, and I had a terrible stomachache that kept me up until after 2am, when I decided to take a hot bath which thankfully relaxed my abdomen enough to let me get a little bit of sleep. I am still not feeling quite up to par, but I still had to get to work, and early at that, so I somehow managed to drag myself in here at 7am. I don't know how it happened, but it did. Blah.
So right now I feel absolutely terrible but I'm toiling through the day the best that I can. I think I'm going to nap on my lunch, which hopefully will make me feel a little better. My allergies are doing a number on me, forcing nose-blowing and bloody noses, but I tried calling Christen to get my Sudafed delivered on his way to work but the cable is out so the phone isn't working at home, and his cell phone is dead (again). I left a somewhat nasty message on his cell phone because I was frustrated, but since he never listens to his messages, it doesn't really matter. I guess I just have to get through the day, right? I think I'm going to call out from the library, because if my sinuses are this bad before I get there, I'll go crazy in the dust reading shelves. I need to go home and sleep. Can I do that right this very minute?
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Pregnancy complaint of the week:
My acne is getting out of control! I don't think I've had it this bad my entire life!
Also, I need to force myself to go to bed earlier sometimes. I'm so freaking tired.
Also, I need to force myself to go to bed earlier sometimes. I'm so freaking tired.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Another Monday morning.
What's the song, "just another manic Monday, wish were a Sunday, that's my fun day ..." This morning has actually gone rather quickly despite getting off to a rough start. I was dreaming that I was some sort of MacGyver-type at an old folks' home. Don't ask - I have no idea. But it was an action-packed fun dream, and I woke up exhausted and running late. Then I went to put my cereal in my to-go container and Christen had gotten grease all over it last night after I cleaned it and left it for morning. I'm sure he didn't even notice it, but I was very irritated when I had to clean it again to use it. I somehow got to work only 4 minutes late, well within my 7-minute window, but a little frazzled and irritable.
This weekend was great. I didn't have high hopes because I was sick on Thursday and Friday, but I went to bed early on Friday night because Christen went out with the boys anyhow, and got ridiculous amounts of sleep, waking up refreshed and headache-free Saturday morning. My friend Acie is getting married, so I joined her and her mom and another friend to give opinions on wedding dresses (really, everything she tried on looked beautiful) and then went to Moe's for lunch -- mmm, shell-less Close Talker. Makes me happy. I ran around frantically to get a baby shower gift, and then stopped at home for my cheese platter before going to Theresa's shower. She-who-is-ready-to-pop looked rather well, and we all huddled around playing baby-poo games and giving lots of gifts and kid's books to the mommy. I am very impressed by Theresa's size. Although definitely huge and rightly so, she doesn't look that much bigger to me at 9 months than she did at around 5 months. All the weight has just moved to the tummy region. I had planned on leaving by 6, but had such a good time that I stayed until afte 7 with Tree and another girl (whose name I don't know that I ever got). I met Christen back at home where he had been playing the Wii since getting up and had been nursing a hangover for most of the day, and we went to dinner at Hops (the only one left in the area) where I had some tasty shrimp and he got a burger. We never go there, and wouldn't have except that I had a $10 gift certificate which made the decision for us. The food was decent, the service was funny (she was new and didn't know much, and dropped someone else's plates but she had a good humor about the whole thing).
Sunday I woke up with a headache that I had started getting about halfway through Saturday, so I didn't feel like doing much of anything. I made biscuits but I cut them too thin and ended up with tasty hockey pucks which we buttered and ate anyhow for breakfast, and we spend a good portion of the day playing Wii and beat Paper Mario. Which is good; it needed to go back to Blockbuster. Around 4 we couldn't be stuck in the house anymore, so we hit Walmart for trashbags and Sudafed and then went to Winghouse for an early dinner -- so tasty! Yum! I was at the point by then that nothing sounded good, and that was the only thing that didn't sound terrible, so that was what we went with. My Sudafed kicked in during dinner so my headache finally went away and we saw Transformers. It was a good action flick -- I didn't know what to expect because I didn't want it to ruin my love for Transformers, and I didn't want to go to a mindless action movie. But it was pretty good -- I was entertained, and that's important.
But now it's back to the Monday grindstone!
This weekend was great. I didn't have high hopes because I was sick on Thursday and Friday, but I went to bed early on Friday night because Christen went out with the boys anyhow, and got ridiculous amounts of sleep, waking up refreshed and headache-free Saturday morning. My friend Acie is getting married, so I joined her and her mom and another friend to give opinions on wedding dresses (really, everything she tried on looked beautiful) and then went to Moe's for lunch -- mmm, shell-less Close Talker. Makes me happy. I ran around frantically to get a baby shower gift, and then stopped at home for my cheese platter before going to Theresa's shower. She-who-is-ready-to-pop looked rather well, and we all huddled around playing baby-poo games and giving lots of gifts and kid's books to the mommy. I am very impressed by Theresa's size. Although definitely huge and rightly so, she doesn't look that much bigger to me at 9 months than she did at around 5 months. All the weight has just moved to the tummy region. I had planned on leaving by 6, but had such a good time that I stayed until afte 7 with Tree and another girl (whose name I don't know that I ever got). I met Christen back at home where he had been playing the Wii since getting up and had been nursing a hangover for most of the day, and we went to dinner at Hops (the only one left in the area) where I had some tasty shrimp and he got a burger. We never go there, and wouldn't have except that I had a $10 gift certificate which made the decision for us. The food was decent, the service was funny (she was new and didn't know much, and dropped someone else's plates but she had a good humor about the whole thing).
Sunday I woke up with a headache that I had started getting about halfway through Saturday, so I didn't feel like doing much of anything. I made biscuits but I cut them too thin and ended up with tasty hockey pucks which we buttered and ate anyhow for breakfast, and we spend a good portion of the day playing Wii and beat Paper Mario. Which is good; it needed to go back to Blockbuster. Around 4 we couldn't be stuck in the house anymore, so we hit Walmart for trashbags and Sudafed and then went to Winghouse for an early dinner -- so tasty! Yum! I was at the point by then that nothing sounded good, and that was the only thing that didn't sound terrible, so that was what we went with. My Sudafed kicked in during dinner so my headache finally went away and we saw Transformers. It was a good action flick -- I didn't know what to expect because I didn't want it to ruin my love for Transformers, and I didn't want to go to a mindless action movie. But it was pretty good -- I was entertained, and that's important.
But now it's back to the Monday grindstone!
Friday, July 13, 2007
Sick yet again
It's been less than a week since I was sick, and here I am sick again. This time is different from the first, but no doubt I was not completely up to par from the last sickness to keep me from getting sick again this time. I was feeling out of it all day at work yesterday, but I thought it was because I stayed up too late Wednesday night. It turns out that wasn't it. I went home and napped from 5:30 to about 8:30, and when I woke up I had a fever and my throat was all closed up and I had fluid in my ears. Yuck! Christen brought me home some meds and wonton soup, and this morning I was feeling a little better so I went ahead and came to work. We'll see if that was a good decision. I usually feel better once I've left the house if I can get my butt out of bed.
In other news, I have no other news. I have a busy weekend this weekend, full of opinions on wedding dresses and baby showers (that one I might not participate in if I'm still sick), getting my new table (well, my dad's old table) and Wii golf. Fun! No time for being sick, that's for sure.
In other news, I have no other news. I have a busy weekend this weekend, full of opinions on wedding dresses and baby showers (that one I might not participate in if I'm still sick), getting my new table (well, my dad's old table) and Wii golf. Fun! No time for being sick, that's for sure.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
8 Crazy Things
I was tagged by Ordinary Girl. I'm fending off work anyhow, so I thought I'd take a moment to do it.
a) Post the rules, then list eight things about yourself.
b) At the end of the post, tag and link to eight other people.
c) Leave a comment at those sites, letting them know they've been tagged, and asking them to come read the post so they know what to do.
1. I adore cooking for other people but I hate cooking for myself. It never tastes as good. I like making complicated foods -- the more steps the better, but I stick to homemade mac & cheese and pb&j sandwiches for myself.
2. I have terrible eczema that manifests itself on my hands when I'm stressed. I've had it under two fingernails on my right hand ever since I got in that fight with my former best friend 2 months ago.
3. I get absolutely freezing during the day if the a/c is under around 76-79 degrees, but I always get hot at night and have to have the fan blowing on me in order to sleep (this also makes Christen sick).
4. I absolutely can't eat sweets in the morning, but I can drink soda. Not that I'm allowed the caffeine anymore, but still ....
5. I'm a closet slob. I make huge messes, but I never want anyone to see that I'm a slob so I'm always cleaning. I also spread out when I'm doing a project to take up all available desk space, no matter what size the project.
6. People think I'm quiet but really I have a slight speech impediment that causes me to repeat words sometimes. I notice it more than my companions.
7. I edit absolutely everything I read, sometimes with a red pen. Whenever I complain about a typo in a newspaper or a book or magazine, Christen asks me if I want a red pen. Even more secret is that sometimes I have to resist the urge to send the edited copy back to the publisher.
8. My favorite board game is Trivial Pursuit, and I have a copy of every trivial pursuit ever made. I'm no good at it, and I lose consistently (when I can get others to play) but I still adore it. I'm secretly petrified of having to get rid of my games to make room for baby, as they're all stored in the spare room right now.
So I'll tag ... anyone on my blogroll -- go!
a) Post the rules, then list eight things about yourself.
b) At the end of the post, tag and link to eight other people.
c) Leave a comment at those sites, letting them know they've been tagged, and asking them to come read the post so they know what to do.
1. I adore cooking for other people but I hate cooking for myself. It never tastes as good. I like making complicated foods -- the more steps the better, but I stick to homemade mac & cheese and pb&j sandwiches for myself.
2. I have terrible eczema that manifests itself on my hands when I'm stressed. I've had it under two fingernails on my right hand ever since I got in that fight with my former best friend 2 months ago.
3. I get absolutely freezing during the day if the a/c is under around 76-79 degrees, but I always get hot at night and have to have the fan blowing on me in order to sleep (this also makes Christen sick).
4. I absolutely can't eat sweets in the morning, but I can drink soda. Not that I'm allowed the caffeine anymore, but still ....
5. I'm a closet slob. I make huge messes, but I never want anyone to see that I'm a slob so I'm always cleaning. I also spread out when I'm doing a project to take up all available desk space, no matter what size the project.
6. People think I'm quiet but really I have a slight speech impediment that causes me to repeat words sometimes. I notice it more than my companions.
7. I edit absolutely everything I read, sometimes with a red pen. Whenever I complain about a typo in a newspaper or a book or magazine, Christen asks me if I want a red pen. Even more secret is that sometimes I have to resist the urge to send the edited copy back to the publisher.
8. My favorite board game is Trivial Pursuit, and I have a copy of every trivial pursuit ever made. I'm no good at it, and I lose consistently (when I can get others to play) but I still adore it. I'm secretly petrified of having to get rid of my games to make room for baby, as they're all stored in the spare room right now.
So I'll tag ... anyone on my blogroll -- go!
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
No I'm not a vampire.
So over the past couple days I seem to have developed an aversion to garlic. This is very upsetting to me, because I adore garlic. It started at work. The downstairs cafe makes these garlic potatoes for breakfast every morning and they smell up the whole 1st floor of the building. I came in yesterday and it reeked so terribly, and then I got in the elevator to come up to the 8th and the stench was in the elevator all the way up. Then last night I was on the way home and I was starving, so I decided to pick up shrimp scampi from Red Lobster and I just couldn't eat it -- the smell was killing me! And those lovely garlic biscuits! Yuck! So I left the rest for Christen to finish when he got home, which he did, and then he kissed me goodnight and I almost threw up. I definitely gagged, and he was offended but what could I do?
This morning I got in my car and it still smelled from the takeout, so I drove all the way to work with my windows down and my air on (hey, it was hot!). How am I going to get through the next 6 months with no garlic? I already miss it ... I stopped at Publix and got gingerale (this is the first time I've needed it since I got pregnant) and fruit. I think I'm not going to test my stomach for the next couple weeks -- no throwing up for me!
In other news, I had a dream my best friend and I reconciled. We were in a house and I kept making her spaghetti noodles with parmesan cheese and we were talking, and I kept telling her our friendship would never be the same. And then I was on the phone with her husband and he was telling me that he was moving back in with her for a month as roommates (not as a couple), and I was so confused. And then I woke up and it was 5:30am. I know why I had the dream -- I was talking to her husband the other day and he said that she was wanting to make up with me. And I talked with Shea yesterday and she said she had a dream that we all went to New York together.But I know it wouldn't happen. For us to be friends again she would have to take the first step and I don't think she cares enough to do that. And I was right in my dream -- our friendship will never be what it was.
This morning I got in my car and it still smelled from the takeout, so I drove all the way to work with my windows down and my air on (hey, it was hot!). How am I going to get through the next 6 months with no garlic? I already miss it ... I stopped at Publix and got gingerale (this is the first time I've needed it since I got pregnant) and fruit. I think I'm not going to test my stomach for the next couple weeks -- no throwing up for me!
In other news, I had a dream my best friend and I reconciled. We were in a house and I kept making her spaghetti noodles with parmesan cheese and we were talking, and I kept telling her our friendship would never be the same. And then I was on the phone with her husband and he was telling me that he was moving back in with her for a month as roommates (not as a couple), and I was so confused. And then I woke up and it was 5:30am. I know why I had the dream -- I was talking to her husband the other day and he said that she was wanting to make up with me. And I talked with Shea yesterday and she said she had a dream that we all went to New York together.But I know it wouldn't happen. For us to be friends again she would have to take the first step and I don't think she cares enough to do that. And I was right in my dream -- our friendship will never be what it was.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Hey! It's my birthday tomorrow!
So today I'm doing nothing. You here that? Nothing. Pthwa -- I spit on fireworks ... :) No, actually we just have no idea what we want to do tonight. Usually we have a party, or we live within walking distance of fireworks, but this time no plans were made, not even with the usual crew.
I'm sure we'll figure something out, and in the meantime, Happy 4th!
And happy 5th to me! :)
I'm sure we'll figure something out, and in the meantime, Happy 4th!
And happy 5th to me! :)
For NPR_Junky
Found at Supertarget in Orlando last weekend ... I wonder what Christen thought when I took out my camera:
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