(That's "Looking for Love," Eddie Murphy-style, for those who may have missed the SNL episode. :)
Not much going on today. I got sick Saturday night (more like Sunday wee-hours) and have been feeling sluggish since. I think I ate something "wrong" at the party on Saturday, and it decided to make a reappearance in the middle of the night. Sorry, I know that's icky.
After the, um, episode, I laid down on the bathroom floor because the tiles were nice and cool on my pounding head and lurching stomach. Hubby came upstairs and found me there, and said it looked like I'd been shot. In retrospect, that sounds pretty funny. heh. Wouldn't have been quite as amusing if he'd been right, methinks.
Today I'm not as nauseated, but my head hurts. I think I may be a bit dehydrated, so I've been drinking decaf tea and hoping that would cure what ails me. It helped somewhat; I feel a little better, but still may need to take some Tylenol. I hate headaches.
It just started raining really hard here. I mean JUST - like while I was typing "Tylenol." Now I'm hearing loud thunderclaps. You know what this means? It means I get to wade down the driveway and greet the school buses with an umbrella. Not a particularly enticing thought, but the kids appreciate it, which makes it all worthwhile.
Off to roll up the legs of my jeans and find that umbrella....
(Oh, and now playing is "Every Morning" by Sugar Ray. :)
Monday, August 29, 2005
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