Sharkboy

With so many sick days lately, even with the low energy, I was able to put in a couple of hours of sewing into my Spring Project… and it is growing…

Here are the first 3 rows of squares sewn together:

I took some old t-shirts and other fabric mementos I had, cut them into small pieces to add to the squares, here is a piece of a flowered shirt from the cruise we took with our good friends right after DR and I got married:

This Wall-E logo is from a toque I bought when the movie came out. It’s one of DR’s favourite movie, I had to include it. I added a patch of an alien, just ’cause:

These 2 squares are an old T-Shirt DR wasn’t wearing anymore. It was in my pile of gym clothes, which we all know I haven’t been in forever… Better on our quilt than collecting dust…

It’s definitely taking shape now, I’m happy with it. I’ll post more as it grows.

Well, at least that’s what the doctor said.

So this big bad cold that’s knocked me down for the last week is nothing to worry about as it it a viral infection and will be gone shortly. In fact I already feel better today. Haven’t have a headache in 36 hours, haven’t taken any DayQuils either. The soreness in the throat is all but gone but as the deep cough continues I’m told my lungs are clear.

So I took the rest of the day off after seeing the doctor this morning, he told me to take it easy for a couple of days but I’ll go back to work tomorrow… The last time I took 4 days off work because I was sick was when I had my tonsils removed at 25.

Today, on my last day of rest, I’ll be watching Grease and sing all the songs between coughs. I’ll go see if my new glasses have arrived even if she told me they’d only be ready tomorrow. I’ll continue reading The Catcher In The Rye, I only made it to page 43 before getting all sicky and didn’t feel like reading much while in bed. I might get the sewing out and continue this Spring Project quilt I started.

Hell, I might even make dinner for my husband…

I went back to work this morning after taking Thursday and Friday off because of this annoying head cold which has now definitely moved to my chest… I had a good night last night and thought myself ready…

I quickly realized it wasn’t the case after 30 minutes from the doors opening when some arrogant man questioning every step I took to find his information on our database system started telling me to hurry… to which I finally said: “Sir! I don’t tell you how to do your job, and in this location, we all appreciate the same in return” and continued to do the search while he just looked on, the side of his face stuck to the plexiglass window in and effort to see the computer screen. After finding what I was looking for, I told him an total amount he needed to pay on 3 different tickets. He said he had paid everything and didn’t have to pay anymore and for me to check this information again… I then asked why he came to our office this morning if he knew that everything was taken care of. He said he wanted to make sure, so I told him that was an excellent idea and that our records didn’t indicate any payments on his fines and that if he couldn’t produce receipts as proof of payments then I’d have to go with the information in front of me. On the other hand, if he had receipts to show me, we would gladly clarify everything for him… He said he didn’t keep receipts and kept asking about the dates, the fines, the amounts, the officer’s badge number on all the tickets he “had” (with the infamous finger air quote motion). I had already printed all of them and was pointing out all the answers to him, then circling them to be sure he knew where to look back… Then he said he wanted photocopy of the original ticket, not the computer printouts and I blurted: “Absolutely, anything to get you out of here”… and it hit me that I wasn’t better and ready to be back at work. I got the original, made photocopies, didn’t charge him the printing cost and sent him on his way.

I was told later on that this guy used to come in every once in a while to do the same thing but they hadn’t seen him lately… Great.

So I only stayed for half the day as my energy level was truly going down and came home… I’m awaiting a call back from my doctor to see how fast I can have an appointment. I’m not a fan of antibiotics as it’s been more than 5 years since I took some and then 9 years before that time… but I think it’s time to get something in me to fight this one off… And maybe and extra dose of patience too please.

Cough! ouch.

Well, even after the H1N1 shot, the regular flu shot, a 2 airplane flights, 1 long cruise, I managed to stay well all Winter long… but after 2 weeks back at work, I get this crazy head cold that has kept me home 3 days this week…

It started on Monday afternoon when I was feeling sort of dizzy at work, I had to grab the counter a couple of time to keep my balance. Then on Tuesday morning, I felt all nauseous and thought it best to keep close to my bed. I went to bed that night with a scratchy throat. On Wednesday, it felt like I was swallowing razor blades but found I was good enough to go with no headaches and such, so I spend a full day at work… Then on Thursday it was Blargh-City. I had a record 14 sneezes in a row that morning, even blowing my nose didn’t stop the folly. Eyes all puffy, headache, back muscle feeling totally tensed. I took a hot bath and it seemed to help. Through the sneezes I was able to watch a couple of movies under my coverts and had lunch in bed too:

Ham sandwich cut in four. Old Cheddar cheese squares. Regular chips, that always seems to help me… And Cranberry juice.

I also took some DayQuil pills before going to bed, that always seems to help me be able to breathe during the night.

This morning was just more of the same except the sneezing as turned to the dreaded cough now… and the headache is still there… and the muscle ache is still there too… So I’m staying home hoping that watching some old Disney movies will help… I’ll have soup today for lunch, no chips.

Please go on about your day today, have fun, don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. And as I stand at the 2nd floor window of our apartment, looking down on people walking by, streetcars going by, taxis zooming by, streetpeople begging by, I raise my arms to the heaven and order you: “Don’t Cry For Me Toronto!”

Cough! ouch. Cough!

Well, if it wasn’t clear before, it sure is now. Even if he is cheated of a win once again OR even gets voted off his tribe next episode, Russell Hantz has proved once and for all that he is the best Survivor player ever.

Richard Hatch paved the way, and Rob Mariano has upped the antes, but Russell, in all of his villainy has more than once demonstrated he was the superior player with his gutsy talk and moves.

In last night’s episode, after being pushed against the wall by bully Rob, Russell fired back with possibly one of the best moments of the last 20 seasons when he managed to trick enough people into thinking he was sincerely giving up and going the way of the tribe and changed the one vote he needed to sent one of Rob’s best man’s home as Rob himself had won individual immunity and couldn’t be voted out… All of Rob’s cocky and fresh talks and side smiles about welcoming Russell to the “big league” now that he was playing against himself were washed out of his face when he realized what had just happened.

I rarely scream at the tv unless it accidentally stops on a channel with Ann Coulter on it, but last night I howled in joy…

Russell is the king.

Sounds like there’s still enough good sense in our country after all… Ann Coulter’s 2nd appearance was canceled due to security reason… too bad, so sad, get on your broom and go back home bitch.

Approximately 2000 screaming students crowded the University of Ottawa’s entrance making the organizers very uneasy and canceling the event. Coulter was heard on American media bitching “This has never happened before”.

Well, Ann, blame Canada.

What the fuck is wrong with Canadians attending public or private (read paying to attend) events with those ultra ugly conservative americans?

First Liz Lemon look-a-like Palin charged more than $200 a person for her speech in… brrr… Hamilton, Ontario… Ok, so it was a fundraiser for some hospitals, but still, just send the money directly to the cause, don’t encourage that idiot who can’t even recount Canada as a foreign country she’s visited in the past… maybe it was too close to her own country to count, who knows how that botard’s mind works (see Fortress, I told you I’d steal that word…)

And just yesterday, murdered movie star Sharon Tate look-a-like Coulter was at London’s University of Western Ontario attacking our way of living, our gay rights activists and telling one muslim student she should only be allowed to travel by camel and all sorts of idiotic nonsense that felt more like a comedic act than a sane person trying to speak her views.

I just don’t understand why people in this country would actually be interested in these drones that only made a name for themselves by being stupid or ignorant or stupid ignorant.

And further more… huh… oh shit… more than 50% in this country elected Harper, who’s basically a mix of Liz Lemon AND murdered movie star Sharon Tate look-a-like together…

Oh.

K, I’m done.

While reading on the life of the late John Hughes, I was reminded of an article he had written while working at National Lampoon Magazine called Vacation ’58 which was later turned into the Chevy Chase movie National Lampoon’s Vacation.

I remember thinking the movie was quite funny and became curious about reading this article… A quick search online and there it was… I started reading it and was laughing out loud so much I couldn’t just keep it for myself.

Here is the first paragraph:

If Dad hadn’t shot Walt Disney in the leg, it would have been our best vacation ever! We were going to Disneyland. It was a dream come true. The rides! The thrills! The Mouseketeers! I was so excited that I spent the whole month of May feeling like I had to go to the bathroom. When school finally let out on a Tuesday, I sprinted home as fast as I could, even though we weren’t leaving until Friday.

Now, go read the rest of Vacation ’58