the ugly
i have A LOT to do this week, and A LOT to post about since i've been nonstop first w/ mai and then w/ turkey weekend plans, but that's a whole 'nother post or five. to paraphrase clynne after her travels, if anybody has posted anything of importance lately that i absolutely need to see, please let me know. i know it's gonna take me a few hours already to catch up on kar3ning's and thefreak's honeymoon awesomeness.
this post is the ugliness i've endured in the last week. the sunday prior to turkey day, i came down with a scratchy throat that went sore on monday and head compression along with mucus build up followed. by the time mai left on wednesday, i had a full blown head cold complete w/ sore throat and waivering voice. thurs i woke shelbyg up at 5am w/ a sneezing fit that set us back a few hours getting on the road to oakland. we managed to make it just in time for ivy_crown's fabulous feast w/ friends. friday, my throat was better but my sinus pressure increased and turned into a sinus infection. i battled that and lack of voice friday and am so very grateful for barbara's medicine stash as well as hers and justin's tolerance of my illness.
saturday at the templemans in san fran, who had also been recovering from a family cold, my voice regained somewhat and my throat was relieved of any soreness only to be taken over by sinus pressure and drainage. sunday we walked to west portal to catch the chiefs' loss to the raiders which further dampened my health (not really, but that was disappointing.)
monday, i was about 80%, so we hit the road to chumeia for an order we placed. shelby began fighting the snifflies i had had all week. almost to the san luis obispo county border, three suvs were ahead of me and one of them threw a rock at my windshield, effectively starring the middle of the thing - this hadn't happened to me since college. at chumeia, they had misplaced our order so after much fussing on their part over their mistake, they refilled our order but gave us a 2004 to replace the out of stock 2005, so we got the better deal there.
last nite the star cracked further in the west la 50 degree temp, so there's no easy fix now - i have to replace my windshield, but i am tired of the valley saturn, so i think i'm going to cerritos for the repair, and i doubt it's under warranty. the housesitting fell thru this weekend b/c of michael's illness, and now all i can hope is a deal is made this week for the writers so i'll have a job and my normal pay come dec. i have doubt, but the hope keeps me strong.
i leave you w/ bob kushell's little ode to the strike. i worked with him on in case of emergency. enjoy.
EDIT: oh, and i forgot to mention kent called me sunday morning - his grandfather died this weekend, so he's back in ks for the funeral this week.
this post is the ugliness i've endured in the last week. the sunday prior to turkey day, i came down with a scratchy throat that went sore on monday and head compression along with mucus build up followed. by the time mai left on wednesday, i had a full blown head cold complete w/ sore throat and waivering voice. thurs i woke shelbyg up at 5am w/ a sneezing fit that set us back a few hours getting on the road to oakland. we managed to make it just in time for ivy_crown's fabulous feast w/ friends. friday, my throat was better but my sinus pressure increased and turned into a sinus infection. i battled that and lack of voice friday and am so very grateful for barbara's medicine stash as well as hers and justin's tolerance of my illness.
saturday at the templemans in san fran, who had also been recovering from a family cold, my voice regained somewhat and my throat was relieved of any soreness only to be taken over by sinus pressure and drainage. sunday we walked to west portal to catch the chiefs' loss to the raiders which further dampened my health (not really, but that was disappointing.)
monday, i was about 80%, so we hit the road to chumeia for an order we placed. shelby began fighting the snifflies i had had all week. almost to the san luis obispo county border, three suvs were ahead of me and one of them threw a rock at my windshield, effectively starring the middle of the thing - this hadn't happened to me since college. at chumeia, they had misplaced our order so after much fussing on their part over their mistake, they refilled our order but gave us a 2004 to replace the out of stock 2005, so we got the better deal there.
last nite the star cracked further in the west la 50 degree temp, so there's no easy fix now - i have to replace my windshield, but i am tired of the valley saturn, so i think i'm going to cerritos for the repair, and i doubt it's under warranty. the housesitting fell thru this weekend b/c of michael's illness, and now all i can hope is a deal is made this week for the writers so i'll have a job and my normal pay come dec. i have doubt, but the hope keeps me strong.
i leave you w/ bob kushell's little ode to the strike. i worked with him on in case of emergency. enjoy.
Click to viewEDIT: oh, and i forgot to mention kent called me sunday morning - his grandfather died this weekend, so he's back in ks for the funeral this week.