*This was actually supposed to be a really short post since I’m sick and feel like death but I took Nyquil an hour ago so this is basically drunk blogging at it’s finest. When I say finest, I mean at it’s worst and I’m sure you didn’t need me to clarify but I’m buzzed from cold medicine and I have a fever that makes me feel like I’m going to burst into flames.
My house has some kind of virus going around. My poor niece is even sick and she lives halfway across the country. My mom was telling me that when my sister took her to the doctor, he said she has borderline strep. I was like what the hell?
I’m not some kind of medical pro although I have 5 days of nursing school under my belt before I dropped out so come to think of it, I might have more experience than most doctors, heh, but I don’t get the borderline crap. She’s running a high fever and has white spots on her throat and back in my day that meant you officially have strep.
Okay, I just said back in my day. I’m old.
Obviously you can get sick anytime, but why the puckity puck does it have to be in May when the weather is finally getting nice?! It started with the little hummingbird on Sunday night, then me on Tuesday, and now my husband.
My husband stayed home from work on Thursday which drove me crazy because he can never just kick back and relax. So he was being a pain but I guess he was getting back at me because when I’m sick, I have no problem taking it easy but the times I’ve had surgery, it’s impossible for me to relax.
When I had sinus surgery back in January, I drove my hubby crazy with my pain in the ass antics. Normally it’s not a problem for me to avoid cleaning but while I was supposed to be recovering, I wanted to do things I try to avoid like the plague, like the dishes. My husband even caught me cleaning the toilet while I was supposed to be lying down.
I know this is
not at all fascinating.
While looking through pictures of me and my mom for my last post, I came across other pics I haven’t seen for a while and since I’m sick and a lazy ass, you get to see a few random photos. You’re welcome.
Oh, that reminds me. I can’t find my baby book which has some cringe worthy photos I wanted to share so I could really embarrass myself. I’ve kept track of it through 9 moves but I have no idea where it went since our last move back in September. sniff
Here’s my all time favorite Halloween costume. I was either 5 or 6 at the time and my weirdness was already showing through.
I have no idea if this monster was just some goofy character in a cartoon or what the deal was. I was a smurf purist at the time.
Notice the groovy curtains and organ. I was at my grandpa’s house and I don’t remember him or his wife ever playing that thing.
My hubby and I lived in Seattle about 8 years ago and it was my all time favorite place to live. At the time we had a crazy but lovable dog that could rival Marley from Marley & Me.
My hubby was so proud of this picture because not only did he get our dog to stay still long enough, he thought it was so cool that it looked like our dog was about to eat the Space Needle.
Another time while we were visiting Victoria, BC, we were walking around and came across a huge crowd of people.
We found out the Queen of England was visiting. At first we didn’t really care and started walking away but the crowd’s excitement was infectious so we decided to stick around.
Surprisingly, despite having a disposable camera since we forgot ours at home and being so far away, we were able to get some really great pictures of her and that guy she’s married to.
Then we found out the Queen has a dark side. She’s a stalker. My husband and I went out to lunch afterwards and the Queen zoomed by the restaurant in her motorcade.
See, totally stalkerish. Sure she zoomed by but that was just to throw us off. After that my hubby and I were going to some museum that must have been really important since I don’t remember what it was.
When we got close, we found that the area was blocked off because the Queen was making a speech nearby. That bitch.
That’s when my hubby and I decided to turn the tables on the Queen and chase her around Victoria. We got a taxi and the guy driving knew the places where she would be so he took us all over but she always stayed one step ahead of us. That and the traffic was like a parking lot.
There was a military base that she went to so I’m sure she thought she’d lose us that way. Little did she know my husband’s in the Navy and we have military I.D. so we were able to get on base.
But she must have figured out that we were close because by the time we got out to the tarmac, she was already in a helicopter flying off.
At least we’ll always have a picture to remember her by until we get really old and have no clue as to why we have a photo of the back of people’s heads.
I hope everyone has a great weekend!