Feeling kinda pissy today.

I was ill yesterday -- some kind of stomach virus that made everything I ate or drank pass through my system at warp speed.  That was highly unpleasant.

Today -- got a shot and blood drawn all in the same day.  As I've planned to go back to school, some extra vaccinations are needed.  The measles-mumps-rubella I expected, as I had to have that redone for college -- hence the blood draw to ensure that I am full innoculated.  The shot today was the first of three for Hepatitis B and I also need to get my meningitis shot. 

Apparently it is down to the County Health Department for my meningitis shot.  Oy.

In other news ... a couple potential dates this week.  I'm feeling rather down on the notion of dating these days so I'm not sure if I'll actually go.  I'm trying to set a course in my life for the future and right now, dating really doesn't register on that course.

I am at work.

I'm trying to follow the principle of 'look good, feel good' but honestly, I could yack.

That is all for now.

I am alive!

Alive!

I have eaten two meals today and both meals stayed where they were supposed to! This is exceptional news!

I spent the day in bed, hoping to survive. I got up around 3 to eat something and the soup I had stayed down. Then later I had some pizza (I know, a big jump but I WAS STARVING), and that made me feel a little yuck but I think it was all that food at once. I now feel okay.

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In side news, something is disturbing me and I feel that it is time to out my feelings. I called my Sister the other day over this very thing and made her promise, PROMISE not to succumb to the peer pressure, ever. No matter if someone else pushed her, to never succumb.

Any ideas?

I am sick and tired and even more sick and tired of every minivan and SUV on the Godforsaken Northside of Indianapolis being adorned with little stickers showing children and/or sports with each child's name.

I mean, seriously folks, do you truly believe anyone on earth, aside from your immediate family gives a raging shit that 'Susie' is a gymnast, 'Joe' is a soccer boy or 'Annalise' is a cheerleader? Seriously?

I find it interesting that in an age where we are so concerned with safety and the safety of our children that people willingly advertise their children's names and their sports. Don't you think (as I do) that this is a safety issue? Why not invite child molesters to follow your minivan home, I mean, hell, they already know what your kids are involved in and what their names are -- why not give them a house key too?

As I live on the northside, you might imagine I see these every day. Yes, I do. Every Damn Day I am behind a minivan, monster SUV or other oversized vehicle with these stupid stickers on them. I am beginning to think this is a sign of the apocalypse. Or perhaps just a sign of overwhelming stupidity.

As a related but not direct thing, I am also 'over' the whole 'In Memory Of' thing on the back of cars with people's names on them. I get that you miss your relative, friend, whathaveyou, but do the people driving these cars honestly believe they are honoring the memory of that person by putting a sticker on a car? A disposable item with a limited lifespan? Why not put that person's name on a gift to charity, a scholarship fund or perhaps a gift to a local park? WTF? Since WHEN is it honoring a person through a STICKER?

Let me say this now: if I kick off, if any of you, I mean ANY of you put my name on a sticker on the back of your car, I am haunting your ass. Yep, full-on poltergeist activity with door slamming, cover-pulling, cold-chill passing, the whole nine yards. It will not cease until the offending sticker is removed. If you feel so compelled to honor me, give to charity or give time to charity. Or just share a round of brewskis and have some laughs. Whatever. Just no fucking stickers, okay?

Nothing to Report Here, Nothing to Report

I've been sick in bed since Wednesday mid-morning. Nothing real exciting to report except my addiction to Paula Dean's cooking show has been renewed again. God knows I love a woman that uses butter with impunity when cooking.

Yesterday's shows were about cooking for her son Jamie's first wedding anniversary party and a girl party. These are the things I learned: 8 tablespoons of butter in a quiche is not too much, it is just right and heavy cream, grenadine and gin makes a fine girl drink.

Needless to say, I am sure my ass gained five pounds just by watching her show.

Other than that, I settled in with the cats, who were delighted that I was home. We all napped together and we watched some decorating/food network shows.

I am back at work today, feeling good.

This weekend is pretty laid back, although I do have some work to do around home.

Tonight is finish accounting/taxes. I am so over this shit.
Tomorrow I'm headed to the Flower and Patio Show tomorrow with Bev! :)
Then pedicure and brow wax.
Then back home to clean house/laundry.
Sunday is more of same. Next week is the girl party at my house and I need to make sure the house is in order.