Author: The Jody

I have completely lost track of the day of the week, I kid you not. Kept The Boy home with me again…his cough is just so nasty, and I don’t want to force his daycare provider to have to make sure he takes it easy. Easier for me to just keep him here. Of course, I’m aware that every day he doesn’t go it’s going to be that much harder to get him back there. And then there’s the whole “Gee, I’m paying her for watching him and he’s here with me.” That’s an excellent use of my financial resources. Oh well, what are you going to do. If I was working, this would be a non-issue, he’d be there and I’d be at the office.

He’s eating “Waffle Stix” this morning. Prior to today I refused to buy them because they are about twice the price of regular frozen waffles, and I’m not in a position to pay extra for, well, marketing. But yesterday in the store he asked for them and I figured if it gets into his body, I’m ahead of the game. So far he’s eaten 2 of them…3 of them equals a regular-sized waffle. I’m going to count that as a full meal. Whew. I also splurged on orange-pineapple juice. They really need to put more pineapple and less orange in that mix. I think I’ve had this conversation before…I should just buy straight pineapple juice.

Oh, and as for the weather. Geez. I had hoped that February would be a vast improvement over January. The sun rises earlier and sets later (I can’t begin to tell you what that does for my outlook on life) and yet, the 5-day forcast says today will be the warmest day with a high of 25, and the lows will be below ZERO (without wind chill, my friends) for most of the week. By Sunday, the low will be 10. Woo hoo. According to this forecast, we’re expecting 1-3 inches of snow, and 25-35 MPH windes, giving a wind chill of -15. You’ll forgive me if I have no interest in ever leaving my house again.

I could REALLY use some spring flowers right about now. In my yard. And less snow. None, in fact.

I’d like to share with you a little something I spotted on theworkingmom.net about paying bills. I laughed my head off, especially after following the link to see the picture of the stamps in question.

Also, here’s a project that would have been PERFECT for this site. I’m just not that creative, I guess.

Oh, as a follow-up to the article in the paper, yesterday two different people (my physician and my accountant) both told me they saw it. Yikes, that’s true, people I know will have seen it! I don’t expect to go to say, Shaws, and have people say “aren’t you?….” but then again, I haven’t really been out much since it was published. I will make sure my hair is combed and I’m wearing deodorant, though, just in case. Lipstick would be pushing it, though, right? Is tinted chapstick okay?

I think we’re on the upswing. The nasty cough lingers (I think it’s bronchitis, actually) but we were both pretty bright-eyed this morning…I took a shower and then gave him a bath (which wiped me out, briefly) and then he had all sorts of energy. He ran down to the basement to play Arthur on his computer and I actually did some of the dishes that have been piling up. (I did a load in the dishwasher the other day, but didn’t empty it, so it was almost easier to just hand-wash the mugs and plates that were on the counter.

So, here we are. I can’t believe that I need to rest from such ordinary activities as doing dishes and making breakfast, but there you go. I need to go to the bank later so I want to give myself a little break before I do it. I need gas and I’m going to go to the full-serve place. Seriously, I can’t believe I’m so wiped that I can’t even pump gas, but there you go. This is NOT a fun illness. But thanks for all the get well notes, I do think we are getting well…finally!

Junior has eaten a banana, one bite of applesauce, grapes, saltines and goldfish crackers. I don’t count that as a “meal” but it’s a damned site better than what he’d previously eaten.

As for me, I’m living on Salada Green Tea – decaf with extra vitamins and a splash of citrus flavor. I love that stuff. You guys need to try it. If you mail me postage, I’ll mail you a t-bag. (Do you think that’s even legal these days?).

Okay, back to the couch.