It's Exhausting.

I'm amazed at how much energy it takes to be sick. Just laying in bed is an effort and then realizing you left the light on is an ordeal if you need to turn it off. This is when you wish the you had the power of psychokinesis. Or that your cats would magically be able to read your mind and jump up and hit the switch. Either power would work. I had debated all of this with my last bout of flu. I even debated texting someone to come and do it for me, however the thought of taking the phone and trying to spell was too much. And all the thinking of ways the light could get turned off without me was tiring, so I had a nap, with the light on.

How are you feeling?

I was fortunate to get the stomach flu at work one day,  I had let me manager know what was happening and took off home.

The next morning I let her know I wouldn't be into work that day either, and her response was, "If you are feeling lousy, stay home."

It's was the stomach flu not a vacation of course I felt lousy. LOL.

Merry Christmas

My first Christmas after my divorce, I wasn't in the mood to celebrate, and my Christmas gifts (though were given with good intentions) were not very helpful in cheering me up:

I received two end tables and a coffee table... I don't own a couch or an armchair or a futon...  you get the idea.

The last gift (the sister who didn't give it to me is still laughing at my reaction) was a cookbook and as I read the title I said, "Hahaha. Ah. Oh. Cooking for One??!" The sister who bought it realized her error in judging the gift at that moment with the look of disbelief on my face.

It's funny now looking back at it. But also a lesson learned on the part of my family. . . what not to get for gifts.

Green or Red?

While playing Apples to Apples with my few of my siblings (btw highly recommend this game, it's easy and fun!), I noticed my sister trying to slip her husbands Green Apple point card into her pile.

Of course I pointed this out, my sister defended herself by saying that my brother in law was "Touchy-feely" (as indicated on his card she was stealing). Then kissed him.

My response was to point at my card and read it "Awwwkward!" LOL for the rest of the night Awwwkward was the winning phrase.

Somethings are just better left alone.

One of my co-workers was telling me a story about her sister coming to visit. And how finally after almost 10 months she was returning the tent she had borrowed. She had helped them set it up so they could clean it out in preparation of going camping in a couple of weekends.

They had left the tent up overnight to allow it to air out and had planned on taking it down the next day. Well a severe thunderstorm watch come over our area, so my co-worker had planned on getting it in as soon as her husband arrived home (as it's 220 sq feet and really requires two people, btw I'm pretty sure I lived in an apartment smaller than that at one point).

When he arrived home, he went to change out of his work clothes quickly, but the storm had already started. As they debated going out into the rain to get the tent, even though it had been tied down, began to lift off. 

Just as they opened their door to go grab it, the tent flipped over the fence into their neighbours yard. They then discussed trying to get into that yard, even though the neighbour was not yet home. As they discussed this, the neighbours tree snapped and fell onto the tent. They decided to leave the tent until after the storm at this point.

I suggested that maybe camping might not be a good idea...

You find out who your real friends are...

So one day at work, two girlfriends and I were going out to lunch. In the parking lot a large 18 wheeler had pulled into the loading dock, but had do a u-turn to back in. To get to the parking lot we had to cross in front of the loading dock.

The truck started to come towards us, however stopped briefly, so we kept walking. I was last and the two others were in front of me when the truck started pulling forward again. One of my girlfriends started screeching (to be honest I have no idea what she said to this day as only dogs could hear on that frequency) and grabbed the other girl and put that girl between her and the truck.

They then scrambled to the stairwell as quickly as they could. I followed, barely able to walk because I was laughing so hard.  Then they argued up the whole way in the stairs about what had happened and why the one girl used the other as a shield. Her reasoning was if one of us goes down, both of us go down.

Who knew?

Spotted: Grand PooBah driving a Volvo.