I still feel crappy.
Srsly, who gets this bad of a cold in fricking July? Today I have that head-full-of-cotton thing goin' on, and my cough sounds like my throat is being ripped out. Possibly that would be more comfortable than what my throat actually feels like.
I tried to get soup for lunch, but the place I went to didn't have any kinds that I wanted today. I guess it's just as well. I would feel dumb eating soup when it's 85 degrees out (well, unless it were gazpacho, I guess).
Ruthie still feels a bit crappy too, albeit better, I think; but this morning she was sooooo cranky. (Did I mention that yesterday I picked her up at 2:30 and the rest of the afternoon was hideously frustrating and I got nothing done and Ruthie didn't nap and it sucked?) I mean, I think she is fine, she's at the tail end of this cold and just feeling needy/clingy, but it's hard to have much patience for that when *I* still feel like crap too. Last night was better than the previous few nights had been, but that ain't saying much.
Anyway, today I had to bring Ruthie to Cori (former nanny) because Bastian is still sick and
sandykidd wanted to focus her energies on him. So, I told Cori that if she (Ruthie) continued ridiculously cranky, she (Cori) could call me and I would come pick her (Ruthie) up. I half expected to get a call within moments of arriving at the office. But I didn't, and when I called to check in around lunchtime, Cori said that everything was fine. Apparently she let Ruthie play with her computer (I bet she loved that -- she's always making off with my cordless mouse) and they went to the playground and etc. etc., all was well. Thank goodness.
Tomorrow we have a birthday party for twins from Isaac's preschool. (I have to get them a present today because the party's at 10 so we won't have time before it.) So that should eat up our morning and then we'll have lunch and a nap and then hopefully my mom will take the kids for a bit so I can get some MUCH-needed downtime.
I finished The No.1 Ladies' Detective Agency, which was absolutely delightful. Highly recommended. Now I'm trying for the second time to slog through Nicola Griffith's Slow River. Slow is how I'm finding it all right! I don't know if I'm going to make it through. urgh.
In conclusion, I end this mind-numbingly boring update with some iPhone humor just for
metafrantic:
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The only way the iPhone can live up to the hype*
Will It Blend?