And it's almost July! Jeez. Almost rescheduled the appointment I had with the doctor this morning. Glad I didn't. I've got a doozy of a sinus infection. All the symptoms have been there for about 2 weeks now, I just never put 2 and 2 together. No wonder I've been so tired and crankier than usual. Took my first dose of antibiotics earlier this evening and am hoping by tomorrow morning that at least the constant splitting headache I've had for the past week will cease to be. And I'm looking forward to not seeing stars every time I turn my head too quick, sneeze or stand up straight after feeding the cats or picking something up off the floor. Oddly enough, it feels like the antibiotics may already be working - the pressure in my head isn't quite as intense right now, I've been sneezing like a madwoman most of the evening (which the cats haven't been too pleased with), and my vision isn't quite so blurry. But unfortunately my stomach doesn't seem too happy with the medication. It'll just have to get over it!
15 days and 1-1/2 hours until the day I'm on vacation. I can hardly wait!
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Stress-induced Tourette's
If it exists, I have it! When my life gets as stressful as it is right now, I swear like a sailor, and sometimes it does feel uncontrollable. Tourette's or no, if my mother heard a fraction of the stuff coming out of my mouth this week, she'd wash my mouth out with soap!
I love my mom. :-)
Speaking of Mom, I was finally able to talk to her about Zachariah this morning. It was the first I'd spoken with her since he passed. We both cried. Again. But this time it was with each other, even if it was only on the phone.
Hey! Our loser neighbors haven't moved out, and eviction day was early last week! Surprised? Me neither!
My fingers are okay now, btw. Just a few little scratches and a torn nail. And boy, does grating those little buggers make your hand cramp! Why was I shredding them in the first place? Well, can't safely bite into a carrot while wearing braces now, can I? And since I don't want the baby carrots to go to waste (because they're so cute, sweet and tasty!), they get shredded into pasta salad, coleslaw or whatever I think they'll be good shredded into/onto. The Man thinks I'm crazy but, hey, takes a crazy to know a crazy!
Tomorrow there will be only 22 (or is it 21?) days until the beach. Talked with one of The Man's aunt's today who goes to the beach the same week we do and she told me she's bringing a ginormous bottle of Irish Creme that she won at a church fair. Now that's funny. And since it was won at a church fair, none of us has to feel guilty if we drink too much of it.
And hey, one of this aunt's mottos is, "Why Not Tourette's?"
And there you have the premise of the insanity that is beach week with The Man's family.
Damn, I can hardly fucking wait!
I love my mom. :-)
Speaking of Mom, I was finally able to talk to her about Zachariah this morning. It was the first I'd spoken with her since he passed. We both cried. Again. But this time it was with each other, even if it was only on the phone.
Hey! Our loser neighbors haven't moved out, and eviction day was early last week! Surprised? Me neither!
My fingers are okay now, btw. Just a few little scratches and a torn nail. And boy, does grating those little buggers make your hand cramp! Why was I shredding them in the first place? Well, can't safely bite into a carrot while wearing braces now, can I? And since I don't want the baby carrots to go to waste (because they're so cute, sweet and tasty!), they get shredded into pasta salad, coleslaw or whatever I think they'll be good shredded into/onto. The Man thinks I'm crazy but, hey, takes a crazy to know a crazy!
Tomorrow there will be only 22 (or is it 21?) days until the beach. Talked with one of The Man's aunt's today who goes to the beach the same week we do and she told me she's bringing a ginormous bottle of Irish Creme that she won at a church fair. Now that's funny. And since it was won at a church fair, none of us has to feel guilty if we drink too much of it.
And hey, one of this aunt's mottos is, "Why Not Tourette's?"
And there you have the premise of the insanity that is beach week with The Man's family.
Damn, I can hardly fucking wait!
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Monday, June 19, 2006
26 days...
...until I'm here:
Right now it feels like an eternity.
Work has been off the wall. I'm so stressed and in such desperate need of time off that I'm forgetting to do things I do every day, forgetting what I'm talking about mid-sentence, and completely over-reacting to idiotic things such as how much spam I get in my work inbox. IT is supposed to be blocking it and they aren't. When my email 'dings!' I check it immediately, and nothing pisses me off more than when I've stopped what I'm doing because of FREAKIN' SPAM!
See?
If I'd been wise I'd have saved the rest of the Cloves I bought for Zee's weekend out here. If I had, I'd be having one... no, three of them right now. And I could really go for a White Russian, but we're out of milk. Besides, The Man is at the Red Sox game tonight and I'm going to need to go out at some point to pick him up from the train station. I feel bad for not going to the game tonight but I'm in no frame of mind to deal with the traffic, the cramped Green Line trains and drunken idiots tonight. Fortunately a guy he works with took my ticket, so it won't go to waste. Sweetheart that The Man can be, called about 5 minutes to 7 and said, "Guess who's starting in right field tonight?" I said, "Gabe Kapler?" He said, "Gabe Kapler" and we both "Woohoo!"'d at the same time. I am SO happy Gabe's finally back in the lineup.
Zee came out last weekend for some birthday Haggis! She's had me and The Man listen to their music a few times when we were back home and I thought, "Ehh, they're not bad." Then I saw them live last weekend and oh my lord, I've turned into a Haggis Head. They're unlike anything I've listened to before and their shows are very energetic. I can not wait to see them again. In fact, the day we were originally supposed to head home from the beach they're going to be playing about an hour from here, but we've already accepted an invitation to go rafting up in Maine that weekend. My arm had to be twisted a bit for that and now I'm trying to untwist it so I can go see Haggis!
Zee, your birthday Haggis was a treat for us both! I'm so glad you were able to come out and I'm so glad we went to both shows. It was medicinal. It was fun. And I can't wait to do it again back home with you next month! :-)
The Sox game is only in the bottom of the 2nd and The Man just called to say he was leaving at the end of the inning. I feel so bad. The guy who was going to go with him bailed. Plus, The Man had surgery on his right eye last Tuesday and he said he can't see what's going on all that well. He still has stitches in the left eye causing astigmatism, and the right eye still has all the stitches in it, plus it's still healing. I'm glad he's coming home early though. If he gets on a train that gets back here before 9 I think I'm going to take him out for an ice cream. There's a dairy farm close to here that has the best ice cream in the world. They have a flavor called Birthday Cake that's fantastic. Add some jimmies and all you're missing is some candles and the embarassing "Happy Birthday" song.
Yeah, I need some Birthday Cake ice cream. More than I need the Cloves. Well, I don't need either, really but... oh hell, yes I do. ;-)
Haven't spoken with my mom since Zachariah passed away. She's having a very hard time with it. I've called several times but my dad has been reluctant to put her on the phone. When I talked with my sister yesterday though, she told me that Mom is starting to consider going to the MSPCA to look around and talk with the folks there. Even before Zachariah passed away, his brother Micah would have separation anxiety from Mom whenever she had to leave the house. It's worse now. She doesn't want his nose to get bent out of joint if she gets another cat, but she doesn't want him to be alone when she has things to do outside of the house.
Well, The Man just called again and is going to be at the train station in half an hour, so if we're going to get some ice cream I'd better go make myself look presentable.
Right now it feels like an eternity.
Work has been off the wall. I'm so stressed and in such desperate need of time off that I'm forgetting to do things I do every day, forgetting what I'm talking about mid-sentence, and completely over-reacting to idiotic things such as how much spam I get in my work inbox. IT is supposed to be blocking it and they aren't. When my email 'dings!' I check it immediately, and nothing pisses me off more than when I've stopped what I'm doing because of FREAKIN' SPAM!
See?
If I'd been wise I'd have saved the rest of the Cloves I bought for Zee's weekend out here. If I had, I'd be having one... no, three of them right now. And I could really go for a White Russian, but we're out of milk. Besides, The Man is at the Red Sox game tonight and I'm going to need to go out at some point to pick him up from the train station. I feel bad for not going to the game tonight but I'm in no frame of mind to deal with the traffic, the cramped Green Line trains and drunken idiots tonight. Fortunately a guy he works with took my ticket, so it won't go to waste. Sweetheart that The Man can be, called about 5 minutes to 7 and said, "Guess who's starting in right field tonight?" I said, "Gabe Kapler?" He said, "Gabe Kapler" and we both "Woohoo!"'d at the same time. I am SO happy Gabe's finally back in the lineup.
Zee came out last weekend for some birthday Haggis! She's had me and The Man listen to their music a few times when we were back home and I thought, "Ehh, they're not bad." Then I saw them live last weekend and oh my lord, I've turned into a Haggis Head. They're unlike anything I've listened to before and their shows are very energetic. I can not wait to see them again. In fact, the day we were originally supposed to head home from the beach they're going to be playing about an hour from here, but we've already accepted an invitation to go rafting up in Maine that weekend. My arm had to be twisted a bit for that and now I'm trying to untwist it so I can go see Haggis!
Zee, your birthday Haggis was a treat for us both! I'm so glad you were able to come out and I'm so glad we went to both shows. It was medicinal. It was fun. And I can't wait to do it again back home with you next month! :-)
The Sox game is only in the bottom of the 2nd and The Man just called to say he was leaving at the end of the inning. I feel so bad. The guy who was going to go with him bailed. Plus, The Man had surgery on his right eye last Tuesday and he said he can't see what's going on all that well. He still has stitches in the left eye causing astigmatism, and the right eye still has all the stitches in it, plus it's still healing. I'm glad he's coming home early though. If he gets on a train that gets back here before 9 I think I'm going to take him out for an ice cream. There's a dairy farm close to here that has the best ice cream in the world. They have a flavor called Birthday Cake that's fantastic. Add some jimmies and all you're missing is some candles and the embarassing "Happy Birthday" song.
Yeah, I need some Birthday Cake ice cream. More than I need the Cloves. Well, I don't need either, really but... oh hell, yes I do. ;-)
Haven't spoken with my mom since Zachariah passed away. She's having a very hard time with it. I've called several times but my dad has been reluctant to put her on the phone. When I talked with my sister yesterday though, she told me that Mom is starting to consider going to the MSPCA to look around and talk with the folks there. Even before Zachariah passed away, his brother Micah would have separation anxiety from Mom whenever she had to leave the house. It's worse now. She doesn't want his nose to get bent out of joint if she gets another cat, but she doesn't want him to be alone when she has things to do outside of the house.
Well, The Man just called again and is going to be at the train station in half an hour, so if we're going to get some ice cream I'd better go make myself look presentable.
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Rest in Peace, Zachariah
June 10, 1994 - June 9, 2006
I love you, Buhbee.
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