I have not been consumed by consumption.
My tuberculosis scare was actually a bad allergic reaction to the cheap brand of purified protein derivative (PPD). AWESOME.
The kid got really sick last week, and we had a fun trip to the ER at the local children's hospital. Scary shit, really. Turned out to be a virus, and now she's just left with a runny nose. I got this virus, too, and although I sound like shit, I feel quite alright.
Tomorrow is my second wedding anniversary. Hubby and I were initially going to spend next weekend on Cape Cod, but the kidlet is not yet okay with being left with gramma overnight. The one time we tried, gramma returned her around midnight. That idea scrapped, we were going to go to a fancy dinner at a restaurant I worked at 14 years ago, called the Bee and Thistle Inn. It always had awesome food, and has been voted Connecticut's most romantic restaurant about a zillion times. But, we're broke. Having a sick kid and missing a week of work with no sick pay tends to do that! So now, we're going to see "Up" and have a moderately priced dinner at a steak or rib place.
Now, back before I had a kid I was a big "foodie." Spending $200 on dinner for two was not a big deal. (Plus, I don't drink, and the hubby maybe has two-three drinks with dinner!) These days? $200 is a LOT of money!! That's my student loan, or the gas and electric bills... or groceries for like, two weeks. And my hair is also suffering. I used to go every 6-8 weeks, and spend around $180 for my color, cut and foil. I have gone to the salon exactly ONCE since my kid was born. My roots are daunting. And my toes are also quite ugly. I treated myself to a $25 pedicure a month ago, and it was pure bliss. I haven't been back since due to lack of funds.
I no longer spend money frivilously. I miss it, dammit!! I want a new bag, a new pair of earring, some new shoes, a salon appointment and a pedicure. And then some oysters. Six each of Wellfleets, Blue Points, and Malpeques will do nicely.
Must. stop. rambling. Time to get the kid to gramma's so I can do some work.
The kid got really sick last week, and we had a fun trip to the ER at the local children's hospital. Scary shit, really. Turned out to be a virus, and now she's just left with a runny nose. I got this virus, too, and although I sound like shit, I feel quite alright.
Tomorrow is my second wedding anniversary. Hubby and I were initially going to spend next weekend on Cape Cod, but the kidlet is not yet okay with being left with gramma overnight. The one time we tried, gramma returned her around midnight. That idea scrapped, we were going to go to a fancy dinner at a restaurant I worked at 14 years ago, called the Bee and Thistle Inn. It always had awesome food, and has been voted Connecticut's most romantic restaurant about a zillion times. But, we're broke. Having a sick kid and missing a week of work with no sick pay tends to do that! So now, we're going to see "Up" and have a moderately priced dinner at a steak or rib place.
Now, back before I had a kid I was a big "foodie." Spending $200 on dinner for two was not a big deal. (Plus, I don't drink, and the hubby maybe has two-three drinks with dinner!) These days? $200 is a LOT of money!! That's my student loan, or the gas and electric bills... or groceries for like, two weeks. And my hair is also suffering. I used to go every 6-8 weeks, and spend around $180 for my color, cut and foil. I have gone to the salon exactly ONCE since my kid was born. My roots are daunting. And my toes are also quite ugly. I treated myself to a $25 pedicure a month ago, and it was pure bliss. I haven't been back since due to lack of funds.
I no longer spend money frivilously. I miss it, dammit!! I want a new bag, a new pair of earring, some new shoes, a salon appointment and a pedicure. And then some oysters. Six each of Wellfleets, Blue Points, and Malpeques will do nicely.
Must. stop. rambling. Time to get the kid to gramma's so I can do some work.