Eating Machine
I have become a veritable eating machine people and it's not pretty! It's stress and not getting enough exercise and my inability to just say no!
The Bad
See that cute little black kitty in my profile picture? That's my baby, Ronan. He is just the sweetest thing but, he's been sick this week and I am out of my mind with worry. Long story short he has an eye infection, a fever, doesn't want to eat, has thrown up from one end of my house to the other and is an absolute bitch to try and give liquid antibiotics to. Oh and the eye salve. He really loves that! We've been to the vet twice this week which is his other favorite thing.
My father. Just the neverending responsibility of him. It is so wearing. I'm getting a few weeks off from him. I don't have to go back up there until the 29th, thanks to the Big B.
Work. I love it but it's also wearing on me the being in a different place each day.
Sleep. I need it. I want it. I gotta have it. Unfortunately I only get it in small quantities. Perfect example. They're doing some construction right up the street from my house on this 2 lane, no street lights, country road. It's still 2 lanes but one lane is a little narrower because they were some construction horse set up on the shoulder and partially in the lane. Some asshole tearing along this morning at about 3 am didn't see the jillion orange signs and smashed through all the cosntruction horses. This morning all that was left were splinters of wood. Literally. We had our bedroom window open and it sounded like the truck crashed in our backyard. It scared the crap out of all us. I thought I would be able to fall back to sleep but then all the emergency vehicles showed up and it was lit up like a Hollywood set out there.
The Good
I have a long weekend coming up. Even though our anniversay is the 18th, The Saint and I are taking Monday the 17th off. We're going to try some new restaurants this weekend and go the Bears game with my family on Sunday. On Monday I'm not doing a DAMN thing.
The weekend of the 22nd our nephew AW and niece RM are spending the weekend with us. Love em! They're hysterical. AW is in kindergarten and he informed me last week he has a girlfriend and "She wants to get married but I just want her to be my girlfriend." He's 5. How can he be commitment-phobic already?
The Ugly
My eating. I had a perfectly nice Lean Cuisine, cup of unsweetened applesauce and Diet 7UP for lunch. And then I felt the need to top that off with a bag of Flamin Hot Cheetos from the vending machine.
On a totally different topic: the White Sox. They did the unthinkable and swept the defending champions the Red Sox. Last night they lost game one of the ALCS to the Angels. I was speechless but not completely surprised. After all I've had my heart broken many times by various Chicago sports teams.
The Bad
See that cute little black kitty in my profile picture? That's my baby, Ronan. He is just the sweetest thing but, he's been sick this week and I am out of my mind with worry. Long story short he has an eye infection, a fever, doesn't want to eat, has thrown up from one end of my house to the other and is an absolute bitch to try and give liquid antibiotics to. Oh and the eye salve. He really loves that! We've been to the vet twice this week which is his other favorite thing.
My father. Just the neverending responsibility of him. It is so wearing. I'm getting a few weeks off from him. I don't have to go back up there until the 29th, thanks to the Big B.
Work. I love it but it's also wearing on me the being in a different place each day.
Sleep. I need it. I want it. I gotta have it. Unfortunately I only get it in small quantities. Perfect example. They're doing some construction right up the street from my house on this 2 lane, no street lights, country road. It's still 2 lanes but one lane is a little narrower because they were some construction horse set up on the shoulder and partially in the lane. Some asshole tearing along this morning at about 3 am didn't see the jillion orange signs and smashed through all the cosntruction horses. This morning all that was left were splinters of wood. Literally. We had our bedroom window open and it sounded like the truck crashed in our backyard. It scared the crap out of all us. I thought I would be able to fall back to sleep but then all the emergency vehicles showed up and it was lit up like a Hollywood set out there.
The Good
I have a long weekend coming up. Even though our anniversay is the 18th, The Saint and I are taking Monday the 17th off. We're going to try some new restaurants this weekend and go the Bears game with my family on Sunday. On Monday I'm not doing a DAMN thing.
The weekend of the 22nd our nephew AW and niece RM are spending the weekend with us. Love em! They're hysterical. AW is in kindergarten and he informed me last week he has a girlfriend and "She wants to get married but I just want her to be my girlfriend." He's 5. How can he be commitment-phobic already?
The Ugly
My eating. I had a perfectly nice Lean Cuisine, cup of unsweetened applesauce and Diet 7UP for lunch. And then I felt the need to top that off with a bag of Flamin Hot Cheetos from the vending machine.
On a totally different topic: the White Sox. They did the unthinkable and swept the defending champions the Red Sox. Last night they lost game one of the ALCS to the Angels. I was speechless but not completely surprised. After all I've had my heart broken many times by various Chicago sports teams.
posted by Nichole @ 12:11 PM
1 Comments:
At 6:01 AM,
Mia Goddess said…
After what the Angels did to my beloved Giants, I have hope that the W/S will pull it off!
How exciting about the anniversay long weekend. Yay for celebrations that don't require you to do *anything*. I get tired of "getaways" that require 2 days to recover from.
Hang in there with the food. It must be something in the water!
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