I’m slowly recovering from an upper respiratory infection, or so they tell me. With the meds suppressing my immune system, my symptoms were less of the stuffy-sneezy-wheezy sort, and more of the why-the-hell-do-my-joints-hurt-and-skin-itch? sort. Fun. Not. I’m mostly through a course of 875mg augmentin twice a day, and I feel much better. If past experience predicts future performance, I’ll be getting a refill or upgrade in about three weeks. I most likely picked up the…
I’ve returned from my visit to Mom’s house in West Virginia. As usual, the trip was filled with family drama and air travel trauma. I’m mostly recovered from both. The occasion: a dinner party celebrating Baby Sister’s marriage and introduce her new baby to the extended family. Since all of us sisters were there, we took the obligatory group photo — sans makeup and wearing these lovely matching t-shirts gifted to us by Second-Born. Back…
Curses! I think I’ve broken a toe. If not, I certainly managed to achieve a lovely shade of purple. I’ll spare ya’ll the pictures. (And the person who jinxed me at the picnic last Saturday shall remain nameless…)
Gah! I went out for a few minutes and returned to find a phone message from Delta about a schedule change for my flight next week. I called, expecting to hear that the flight had been cancelled. I slogged through the voice-activated menu to reach a real human — in India. Gah. He tells me, in a rapid, heavily accented voice, that my flight times have changed. After several frustrating minutes, I finally figure out…
Yikes. Quarter-sized hail. When the random “pink… pink…” became a rapid “thunk..thunk”, I dashed outside to move my car into the (detached) garage. Then I had to wait out the worst of it there before I could dash back into the house. These little beauties rolled in while I waited. Ain’t they purty?
