I may be coming down with a mild something. I know I've been sleeping with my mouth open the past two nights b/c there's no mistaking THAT feeling when you wake up. So I have a mega-stuffy nose and sore throat.
I was planning to go to Trader Joe's today to get the mixed frozen fruit I like that only they have and some Xmas goodies, but I am also sleepy and a little sore. You know, how your limbs are just a little achy and heavy? So I'm not sure if I should be driving and if I should be out there in the crowds of people with their worse diseases.
Oops, wandered off to feed kittehs and forgot to hit post.
Anyway, I decided a hot toddy was a much better idea. Mr. LT went out to the yard and picked some fresh lemons so I used that, plus ginger tea, honey, and some rum. I'm still sleepy (duh) but my throat doesn't hurt! :)
At our Christmas party for the members of our organization last week, I was talking to a member from Montreal, and she had a drink in her hand but I didn't. She asked where was my drink and could she get me one. I said I didn't drink, so she asked, "What are your vices?" I said "Chocolate, for one." So she said, "I'll send you some chocolate next week."
Today, this came. It's about two feet by 18 inches:
It's the Ultimate Collection from Godiva, sent by the member, grateful for our services, for the whole staff (of 16) to enjoy.
Here's the description:
One glance at the sheer span of this impressive gift box and you know you’re onto something grand. Unprecedented in size and unmatched in scope, our Ultimate Collection is a new way to lavish the VIPs on your holiday list with a luxurious chocolate experience like no other. All told, 36 assorted chocolates, 20 assorted signature truffles, and 23 assorted biscuits are included. Large enough for full-scale holiday entertaining. 79 pcs. (2 lbs., 1.45 oz.)
And we polished it off, in one day.
I'm feeling surprisingly good this evening - without meds or alcohol to credit. I'm a little too awake for 1am but that's probably due to my 11p "dinner" (bread & cheese spread) and "un refresco de medico chili" (bottle of Dr. Pepper soda).
I suspect the improved mood (physically/knees, I'm still only so-so, though more good than bad) is due to admitting defeat on the work project and, mentally, giving up. It will get done or it won't. I didn't even want to hurt stupid people (a miracle!!), not even those who are making my job more difficult (wtf?!? who am I??). I genuinely don't care anymore. Since taking that to heart, I've been much more patient and happier and generally a pretty descent human to be around (well, as decent as I ever get). It's only been 2 days. But it's been a nice 2 days!
Having read that le Target is open late, I stopped in after work to pick up a power drill. I figured they're open till 11p so it was okay that I was swinging in at 10:15 but they're actually open till MIDNIGHT. I feel sorry for the staff - except I got out around 10:30 and the parking lot had cleared out pretty dramatically so they probably have slow work nights (at least this week). There were only 3 cashiers so it can't be too horrid... though probably worse for the people who have to restock & reorg.
My goal at Target was for a new power drill. Choices were the 9.6v drill for $18.99 or the 12v drill for $39.99. Both on sale. Would have loved the 12v but couldn't justify the extra $20. If I'm doing a project that needs more power, I should probably be having Adrian do it anyway (assuming he's still around - I haven't talked to him in months).
Of course, being Target, I also had to look at lingerie, pajamas, workout wear, and fat lady clothes. I thought about checking out the electronics and xmas depts but couldn't see any reason to put myself through that hell. Then I picked up deodorant, razor blades, hair gel, a couple sodas, and a card for giving cash to someone (my postal carrier. Yes, she deserves it.). I wonder what my total was - I didn't pay attention. I tried to find the new L'Oreal mascara with the short little brush (to see if that keeps me from getting mascara on the side of my face when doing the outer lashes) but they were out. Target's makeup dept SUCKS. At least at all the locations around here. Always looks like it's just been ravaged... 90% out of stock and the remaining 10% is a disaster area.
I really wish Target sold booze cause I would have liked some tonight (though not any of the 12 million kinds I already have in the house).
I got home and my Old Navy order had been delivered and EVERYTHING (8 shirts) FIT. Probably cause I mostly bought size "2xl maternity" (my tummy looks preggers and, sure enough, those shirts fit me well - and accent my boobs!!). I really love the sweater I bought - glad I thought (in my drunken state) to get it in 2 colors. Disappointed that I bought 3 shirts in pretty much identical styles/colors (bright magenta) but... oh well. I want to wear one of the sweaters to work tomorrow but it occurred to me that I don't have any clean, non-wrinkled, pants (cause clean laundry is in a pile on the floor). It will be fun to see what I work out in the morning!
The big box in the backyard (found last night) is clearly the auto cat litter box. I still haven't brought it inside. The box is HUGE... too much to deal with till I have more time. I don't want to let myself bring it nside cause I know me, it will take another 2 weeks to remember to drag the monster. Better to open it outdoors so the box goes from backyard straight to the recycling bin!
Am I still waiting for another order? Oh yeah... the clothes (pants, jacket and ??) from Newport News. I should probably also make up my mind about the 2 items I got from Hips & Curves (long skirt and a leopard robe/coat)... keep or return? I also have returns for Home Depot and Penny's in my car but I keep forgetting about them. I might remember, and have time, to do the HD return this Sun but I don't know when I'll make it to JCP.
Sooooo.... should be another relatively decent day at work tomorrow. I might even get out early (8p-ish) but I won't count on that. No plans till Sat. Whatever shall I do with a free evening... vacuum? put away laundry? sit on the sofa like a slug? **ding*ding*ding** - we have a winner!!!
Now for a musical interlude...
this is the suckiest time of the year.
dark all the freaking time.
totally unmotivated*
I wanna crawl in bed
with a ton of gingerbread
and stay there
'til 2020
* cant' even be bothered to get rid of the pink angel.
What are you hoping to find under the tree this year?
The 2010 Cute Overload calendar!
Hmm...maybe I should be dropping hints to one of Santa's "helpers."
A couple days ago, HRTortie was maow-ing loudly at me b/c she wanted some gooshyfud. I said, "yes, yes, whatever the Princess wants" and then sang:
Whatever Tortie wants,
Tortie gets,
And gooshyfud is
What Tortie
Loves best!
We will ply The Boy with massive antibiotics.
No cancer!!!!!
Fungal cultures not growing!!!
So we're officially at WTF.
Newest working thesis is bone swelling in jaw is unrelated to tissue changes in kneecaps.
Which become again caused by his lousy kittenhood nutrition.
And this lot is perhaps some unknown invasive infection of the jaw.
So three-weeks broad spectrum antibiotics, and cross our fingers that he winds up with a functional jaw after the dust settles.
After the first week we can be looking for improvement.
IT'S ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE DANG BLACK AND WHITE CATS AND THEIR MYSTERY ILLNESSES!!
GirlCat with her week spa stay at UC Davis because of unexplained fluid in lungs -- she got a spigot in her chest.
OliverCat had random seizures.
Motley had unexplained anemia to force us to adopt him.
And then picked up a liver infection.
And Lurker's got TK and his Bad Ways...
Next time I want a cat with a warranty.
There's a guy on the local newspaper discussion forum who has been a bigger wanker than usual lately. This is the guy I've mentioned before who thinks it's his right to confront people who have handicapped parking placards that he doesn't think they deserve.
Well, this time there was a house fire, and a disabled man (one leg and wheelchair bound) lost his life. This assclown has posted several times about how it was inexcusable that he died, that it wouldn't have happened if they had working smoke alarms in every room, and he should have been able to pull himself to safety with his arms, and they should have done this or that or the other thing.
Every time any tragedy happens, he's there with an arrogant declaration of how HE wouldn't have been in that situation because HE would have done such and such different and what the hell ever.
So this is the reply I just drafted to him, but I don't have the nerve to click "Submit":
Stick a sock in it, [...]. You're a judgmental know-it-all, and everyone is tired of your sanctimonious pronouncements every time something goes bad. It's easy to be intelligent in hindsight, safely behind your computer monitor. Someday you may find yourself in a crisis, and then you can show us how easy it is to be perfect.
