Happy Mardi Gras!

or Literally –
A day dedicated to the FAT in all of us!! WOO HOO!
Ok so it’s not exactly dedicated to people being fat, but it is fat in the sense of Living Large, on a grander scale, partying hardy before we have to give it all up for the somber and solumn season of Lent.
In that tradition, I say that even though Lent happens, and Guilt and solumness – what’s wrong with Livin Large every day – but not to excess?!?
Living Large to me is basically doing the best you can every day, having the most fun you can every day and quite simply, enjoying every aspect of your life. Sure, it means throwing a few beads once in a while, showing your tits once in a while, screaming “throw me some shit” (and literally having shit thrown at you sometimes), but it also means realizing that those aren’t the core of life – but instead, just the fleeting fringes.
That deep philosophy being noted, I’m going to try to lighten the mood by saying…
HAPPY MARDI GRAS!!!
Now, throw me some shit, gimme some beads, and Yep, I have a pair of tits!
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Antibiotics – good stuff

I’m still here. I’m feeling a bit better. Antibiotics are good stuff.
The only side effect?
I now have the sexy scratchy hoarse voice that will allow me to sing jazz in a nightclub. Yeah baby.
It’s amusing – everyone looks at me when I try to say something, then they start to laugh. Apparently, I just don’t fit that sexy sultry jessica rabbit profile anymore – or at least not while coughing and then blowing my nose.
Oh well, at least I’m feeling better and back at work.
On a side note – WOW!! THE PATRIOTS LOST!?!?! OMG!?! that must have been one heck of a game. Next year, Promoters, please put it on earlier so I can at least watch part of the game – no more kickoffs at midnight 30 – when Monday is a work day…..

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Feelin so Sexy

*sniffle* *snort* *cough* *hack* *shivver* *sweat* *groan*

Ugh. Yep, I’m sick. And after 3 days of being unable to kick the illness on my own, I went to the doctor. Yep, a doctor in berlin who speaks english. That involved me getting ready to go, travelling on a train (with sunglasses and no make-up – I must have looked like death warmed over – no one sat near me and gave me a nice big seat to myself – this NEVER happens), getting out in the cold, then sitting in a doctor’s office, wondering when someone was going to pull the nail being hammered into my eye out of my head.

The Verdict? Sinus infection. (No really?!?) Penecillin. Yep, I love the stuff. First two doses and some migraine meds and I’m feelin pretty fine. Went home, went to sleep.

Woke up this morning with the nasty flemmy stuff, not feeling good again, and rather amazed at how well the carpet bombing of meds are working. I go back to work on Monday – but I have to go today to give them my dr’s excuse. It’s raining/sleeting outside. I’m NOT looking forward to it as the cold only makes me feel worse.

Yep, I feel so sexy. It’s great. *sigh* It had to happen sometime. I guess now is as good as any.

*sniffle* *snort* *cough* *hack*

How about some chicken soup?

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