Oh, you little turkeys being fattened up for Thanksgiving. The things that I have to tell you. Where to start? Let's start with my health, shall we? Always a crowd favorite. I have been to the doctor no less than three times in the past two weeks: once for a high fever combined with non-trauma related back pain, another time for low fever and chest pain, and today for low fever coupled with the most awful, terrible, no-good headache I've ever had in my thirty years. Blood has been drawn, I have had a chest x-ray and an EKG, and the diagnoses have been: virus, virus (and try taking some heartburn relief), and sinus infection. I'm fairly certain I did not run to the doctor with heartburn, cause let me tell you -- I've been pregnant, so I know about the heartburn, and this wasn't it. I'm a little baffled by the sinus infection diagnosis since I've had no cold symptoms whatsoever, but what do I know, right? I'm just a soon-to-be-unemployed "web specialist." As long as I don't have unbelievable, throbbing pain whenever I move my head, I'm a happy camper.
Sort of tangential to my health is my kid's health, which has sucked donkey balls since he started daycare almost two months ago. Universe, I know this is what I get for keeping him in the bubble for the first 18 months, but ENOUGH ALREADY. The poor kid is sick every 10 days, for god's sake. Let's give him a bit of a breather before flu season rolls around, ok?
Here is some good news! Operation Lifestyle Change is still in effect, and I am 1/3 of the way to my goal, even though I haven't been able to exercise the past two weeks what with the shivering and the painful breathing. BK is very eggshelly about the whole endeavor and generally responds with silence or fearful platitudes when I say things like "I've lost another pound!" -- the fear of enraging the woman stereotype within, I 'spose. However, yesterday he baked some cookies (oh, that domestic BK) and as I was shoving one into my maw he had no problem heartily belting out, "So, when are you getting back on that treadmill?" Oh, BK. You rascal.
I have become obsessed with finding the perfect purse. I'm not sure what planted this particular seed, but I am a woman on a mission and apparently the mission involves ordering hundreds and hundreds of dollars worth of purses online and then returning them. I know the interwebs are all a-quiver to find out what I deem to be the perfect purse, so I'll keep you posted.
A new car! BK's lease is about to run out and he was threatening to get another dread CR-V, so I dragged him to the Volvo dealership under duress, promising streets lined with savings. He went in to look at sedans and drove away in a ... station wagon! Just in case you weren't 100% certain if our youth was completely dead and buried, you now have your answer.
BK is in LA right now. Next week he goes again, and then to NYC. Then he goes to LA again. And then he goes to NYC twice. But then! Then he promises a vacation! I think we're going to go to the Caymans again (see above re: dead youth). And then! Then there's BK's annual fancy work retreat, which will be in Vegas this year, somewhere I've never been. Pro: staying at the Ritz in Vegas. Con: staying at the Ritz in Vegas with kid. It's also the same weekend the Buffy Sing-a-Long finally comes to Dallas, goddamit. Speaking of: I did not win the dinner with Joss Whedon auction. I was only $8,000 short, too. So close!
Sort of tangential to my health is my kid's health, which has sucked donkey balls since he started daycare almost two months ago. Universe, I know this is what I get for keeping him in the bubble for the first 18 months, but ENOUGH ALREADY. The poor kid is sick every 10 days, for god's sake. Let's give him a bit of a breather before flu season rolls around, ok?
Here is some good news! Operation Lifestyle Change is still in effect, and I am 1/3 of the way to my goal, even though I haven't been able to exercise the past two weeks what with the shivering and the painful breathing. BK is very eggshelly about the whole endeavor and generally responds with silence or fearful platitudes when I say things like "I've lost another pound!" -- the fear of enraging the woman stereotype within, I 'spose. However, yesterday he baked some cookies (oh, that domestic BK) and as I was shoving one into my maw he had no problem heartily belting out, "So, when are you getting back on that treadmill?" Oh, BK. You rascal.
I have become obsessed with finding the perfect purse. I'm not sure what planted this particular seed, but I am a woman on a mission and apparently the mission involves ordering hundreds and hundreds of dollars worth of purses online and then returning them. I know the interwebs are all a-quiver to find out what I deem to be the perfect purse, so I'll keep you posted.
A new car! BK's lease is about to run out and he was threatening to get another dread CR-V, so I dragged him to the Volvo dealership under duress, promising streets lined with savings. He went in to look at sedans and drove away in a ... station wagon! Just in case you weren't 100% certain if our youth was completely dead and buried, you now have your answer.
BK is in LA right now. Next week he goes again, and then to NYC. Then he goes to LA again. And then he goes to NYC twice. But then! Then he promises a vacation! I think we're going to go to the Caymans again (see above re: dead youth). And then! Then there's BK's annual fancy work retreat, which will be in Vegas this year, somewhere I've never been. Pro: staying at the Ritz in Vegas. Con: staying at the Ritz in Vegas with kid. It's also the same weekend the Buffy Sing-a-Long finally comes to Dallas, goddamit. Speaking of: I did not win the dinner with Joss Whedon auction. I was only $8,000 short, too. So close!
If it makes you feel any better my kid has been sick every other week for the past two months and she's not in daycare. Still sucks though!
Posted by: possum | Monday, July 23, 2007 at 11:53 PM
Congrats on Operation Lifestyle Change. I'm in dire need of that, as well. Could you send me your Operation kick-off information?? Or just a kick in the ass, please?
Posted by: emily | Thursday, July 26, 2007 at 10:18 AM
You and my mom both! OLC has apparently hit the metroplex and hard. Best of luck with that. I'm doing that as well, but mostly just trying to up the exercise routine between long sittings of reading gossip blogs while school is still not in session.
Posted by: Missy | Friday, July 27, 2007 at 09:35 AM
Congrats on OLC! You're always beautiful though, so don't go changin' just to please me, etc.
I love that BK.
Posted by: Twink | Tuesday, July 31, 2007 at 12:35 PM