I know how to have a good time

Still fighting this sore throat. It came back full force this weekend so I kept my arse inside and loaded up on DVDs. This was the lineup sprinkled with naps:

Four episodes of Deadwood Season 1
Three episodes of Dexter Season 1
Three episodes of Grey's Anatomy Season 3
The Eye

I also ate ice cream and cereal and Oreos all weekend. I left my place once to go to Target to get a few miscellaneous items and more milk for the cereal and Oreos... and to say I didn't stay in all weekend.

How do you spell relief?

C-H-L-O-R-A-S-E-P-T-I-C

Sore throat spray. After work on Tuesday I tore into into the Walgreen's parking lot with the look of a desperate crack fiend. I practically bowled down an old lady in the gift card isle and whizzed by a friendly employee asking if she could help me. No, I knew what I needed. I needed to numb the hell out of my throat that was trying to kill me with it's stabbing pain and cut off my air supply with every attempted swallow.

I threw the money at the cashier as she asked if I wanted a bag. A bag? Seriously? I was hallucinating and sweating bullets thinking about how I was going to blissfully OD on the throat spray. I could see my self laying on the floor happily gurgling Cherry flavored sore throat spray with a smile on my face. There's no time for bags, lady! Look out sister.

I got to my car and tore open the package and with trembling hands I sprayed the first of several sprays directly onto my tonsils. I let the spray trickle down my throat. Oh heaven help me. The relief was a split second short of instantaneous. Oh mama. I was damn near in tears. All the suffering washed away.

With three quick sprays I sighed, I swallowed and I didn't shriek with pain.

Gosh, that hurts real, real bad

Two weeks ago I spent the weekend with a friend and her two young daughters. I shared a bed with the nine year old who spent most of the two nights coughing and blowing her deadly germs in my face. Two days later, I came down with a hell of a cold. We're talking sore throat, achy body, temp, sneezing, runny nose, all the good stuff. Summer colds are killers.

I stayed home from work (my third sick day in eight years) and blew my nose, moaned, and slept. Since then I've had a snotty nose, some sneezing and general annoyances that come with the lingering cold. Nothing I can't handle.

This morning I woke up dying from a sore throat. Nothing else but the throat was killing me. I came into work thinking it would fade after taking some ibuprofen. Ha. At 10 am I went to the doctor for a throat culture. I was sure I had strep. I had to have strep. This sore throat was killing me. The rapid came back negative and the doctor is assuming it's a sinus infection. I get my antibiotics made for a horse and go back to work (dang!).

It's now 1:45 in the afternoon and my throat hurts so badly that I want to stuff a paper towel in my mouth to muffle the screams when I swallow. The towel would also allow me to NOT swallow. I'll have to find some Bounty the quicker picker upper.

Hazy, Hot and Humid

The three H's.

I love, love, love Minnesota. I hate, hate, hate hazy, hot and humid.

Humidity has got to be the worst invention ever. Throw in tempuratures in the 90's and you're just asking for crabby all around.

I'll take 20 below windchill, cold stiff jeans, bundling up just to go get the mail, and eyeballs that freeze from the fridged air over sticky, icky, humidity.

How gross to step outside and instantly feel your clothes stick to you, the sweat pooling in places you didn't know sweat could pool, energy zapped because it takes all your lung capacity to take a full breath and within minutes your hair is a frizzy mess.

Yuck.

Let the blogging begin

Attempt number three at a blog.
I deleted my previous blog due to the lack of subject matter. Basically it was all blah, blah, blah.
I can guarantee this will not be updated daily and I can guarantee this will be updated several times a day. Ya know?
So, until then....