Lies and Propaganda

Getting Down with my Bad Self

Monday, December 29, 2003

oh cough syrup, oh cough syrup

Yarg.

Christmas, althought spent in the lovely, warm home of my soon to be family-in-law, was rough. had a fever for most of it. And chills.

Friday the cough was so bad we spent 6 hours in the emergency room. Fun times. I kept crying, because A) I didn't feel good, B) I was ruining Christmas and C) I wanted them to stop stabbing me with sharp pointy things so I could go home.

J was very comforting. He held my hand and said things like, "You did not ruin Christmas." and "So what, I ruined Thanksgiving." Ah, to have a honey who cares....

It's been a hacky holiday. I think Saturday night was just about the worst thing, because I coughed for 6 or 7 hours nonstop. Straight. Literally. Okay, maybe there was a small break for dinner, but yeah, it sucked. My stomach muscles are still sore from how much I coughed. Can't you dislodge and implode small organs that way? Isn't it dangerous? Stupid ER docs (none as cute or as nice as they are on ER, btw) didn't even see fit to prescribe me with a cough dissuading medicine.

And, on the mouse front: It seems our little interlopers have been having parties. In the last two days, we have caught FIVE more mice. I used to be scared, but now I'm just pissed. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!

We installed one of those super sonic mice repellers in the kitchen, and I think that might be driving them out of the woodwork. Things are pretty quiet now, so maybe they are gone--but HOW DO YOU KNOW? when you can leave your bread on the counter and no one else tried to eat it? when you say "marco" and no one answers "polo"? How? how do you know?

Tuesday, December 23, 2003

Hannukah fairies

well.

I am on vacation. I love it.

except: I can't seem to get anything done.

I had all these grand plans, and then I looked at the calendar. Apparently, the HOLIDAYS are getting in the way of me getting anything done over the break. how dare they! (shakes fist.)

We have holiday revelry, then family, then more revelry, then MORE family, then a quick trip to philly, and then I have to go back to work. How unfair! Oh well. I can pretend that I had a productive break....

in other news: we caught the mouse! HOORAY! I can actually go back into my kitchen again.
In other BAD news: I caught a cold. *SNOG
oh, excuse me.

Well, it's freezing down here for some reason so I will have to write when it's warmer. Odd because it wasn't really that cold outside today. hmmmm....

Wednesday, December 17, 2003

EEEEEEEK!

Normal morning routine.

Head in to kitchen, grab bowl for cereal. (mmm....cereal....)

A strange noise. Rustling. It isn't me.

A look to the corner of the counter....something darts out of view, but I see a tail.

"Ah yes, those pesky geckos..." I think to myself.

Wait, I don't live in Texas anymore....and that is a pretty big-ass Gecko tail, if you ask me....

then the screaming.

As it turns out, mice don't like screaming so much. They run.
He ran and ran on the ledge of the counter up by the wall till he hit the stove, and might as well have turned invisible. Poof! Gone.

Enter sleepy, staggering fiance. "what the hell, are you okay?"

OH MY GOD! THERE'S A MOUSE IN OUR HOUSE!

I didn't even get a good look. It might not be a mouse. could be a RAT. But I can't think about that. If I think it's a rat, I won't even go home tonight.

Traps. Set traps. Must catch. oh god, he could be anywhere! So much for sleep till we catch him.

I think Bugah is sending me a sign. But he could have done it in a less rodent-y way.Time to get a cat.*

(also requested as Jason's b-day present.)

Friday, December 05, 2003

Snow snow snow snow

oh yes, another reason to like what I do for a living.

How nice is it when they CANCEL work?
yay me!

so, I have just been banging around the house, doing things I feel like doing.

I ought to be cleaning, but really, I have very little interest in that. Ask J, he'll tell you. Unless it involves the bathroom. That I clean almost fanatically.

anyways, I was just thinking about what I'd like to do with my life. besides marrying J.

I think I'd be very happy running a theatre camp in the summer at the school I work for (or any school, really). I'd like to be well paid for a 2-4 week camp that I build and run once or twice a summer. I could have little guys and do like a conservatory for the bigger kids. Invite superstar instructors from all over the area to teach courses. I could also teach a course as well....not that I'm a superstar, but I know a few things about a few things....

yeah, I think I'd like that. I'd probably still teach though. I don't think it would carry me through the year. But being paid for RUNNING a camp could still have it's benefits.... hmmmm...

oh, looks like it's time for a nap in my clean flannel sheets....la la la...

Tuesday, December 02, 2003

Thanksgiving Turkey Curse

We were headed for a really fun Thanksgiving...J's fam and mine all together, and in the new HOT TUB to boot!

But alas...the Turkey Curse struck again!

See...for many years now, our family has been dogged by the Turkey Curse. Something bad always happens to muck up the works for Thanksgiving. It started in college. One year, my grandmother contracted meningitis during the break, so my mom had to fed-ex everyone who attended special, high power, preventative antibiotics. There were people in from NY and Texas (and not just me.) So that was interesting.

And then there was the year that my sister broke her jaw. Right before Thanksgiving. Surgery during Thanksgiving. what a mess.

There have also been lesser incidents, but still resulting in someone being unable to partake of the meal....wisdom teeth out, etc....

This year proved to be no different. J contracted pneumonia. GOOD HEAVENS! and we thought he might be okay to travel, until the meds made him worship the porcelain god for days on top of everything else. We also didn't want him to give anything to my grandparents, who catch any disease if you look at them crosseyed. So, we had to scrap the whole thing. No me & J, no J's fam, nothing. He felt so bad, and my poor aunt was stuck with a 25 lb turkey to boot! Curses, foiled again! What can you do?

Meanwhile back at the ranch....
I went ahead and kept dress appointments up north anyways, because....well, I needed a dress!
AND I FOUND ONE!
so now our wedding consists of:
a place
and
something for me to wear.

thats it! no food yet, although we are working feverishly on that end....will keep you posted. I sure will feel better once I know how we are feeding everyone....

But, that's it. oh, and lots of sitting on the couch.