The Bed.
That thing I was coming down with on Saturday was viral. That of course didn't stop the super sketchy Dr from prescribing me the largest antibiotics known to man.
But that's the way the cookie crumbles when you don't want to be someone's second wife or at least private language tutor-- creepers!
Yeah, it's been a fun six days of bed rest.
I've had mom or dad take me out each day to either get a strawberry milkshake or just do something.
In bed, I have: Watched every episode of Phineas and Ferb. Shopped for bathing suits- no full meals for five days is making summer season looking a little less scary. Listened to my Billy Currington Pandora station like it's going out of style. Looked over the Yankees line up and stats so far this season and checked out Scranton Yankees. Had super scary nightmares. Tried to figure out how to fix the camera on my blackberry.
And of course, I've messaged just about everyone in my contacts nearly three dozen times.
My parents deserve canonization after the two wake up calls this morning when the neighbor's tree guys started the chain saw in my back yard at 7:50 and then, at 9, when the neighbor woke me up again to apologize. My mother explaining to me that 'hop poops jelly beans' and singing the Pina Colada song with me this afternoon. That and Cup's grilled cheese emporium is absolutely astounding.
Sabrina, Char, Seems and Miss have also been amazing with the emails and txts...
And little miss buttercup was down for a few days with shots-- gorgeous even as a little sicky!
And of course, some of the messages may be getting the sender one of these
in his truck bed.I've got some papers to work on to finish up the semester... let's see what we can get done today/ tomorrow.
So, productive week... in bed.
Happy Easter or Passover.
Talk to you soon!
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