Ah-choo!

There are few things in life that I truly hate - - having a cold/sinus infection is one of them.

I can handle being sick.  I've had pneumonia, bronchitis, strep; those illnesses don't bother me.  Sure, I feel like crap, but I'm not miserable. I want to sleep more, so I stay bundled up and in bed.  Even with bronchitis, the right cough syrup will help me sleep. 

But give me a sniffles or a runny nose, and I'm all "please remove my head and don't worry about the anesthesia."   Realistically, I know that I don't need antibiotics.  This is a viral infection, and will work its way through my body in due time.  Drink lots of fluid, take my vitamin C, have kleenex on hand, take over the counter drugs, and eventually I'll feel better.  But when my nose starts to run, all common sense runs out the door with it and to the closest minute-clinic to beg for drugs.

Can you tell I feel miserable?  I had envisioned two weeks of riding my horse, writing papers, and generally getting stuff done.  Instead, I'm wallowing in self-pity and snotty kleenex.

Christmas Tales 2010

Remember those days when you were a child, and Christmas decorating was the most exciting thing e-v-e-r?  Then one day, you become an adult, with bins full of decorations that only you are responsible for putting up and taking down, and putting back into storage?  Suddenly, decorating for Christmas doesn't seem that important...

And then there is the cat that destroyed the Christmas tree....  In all of my years of owning cats and Christmas trees, I have never owned a cat that was determined to spend her life in the tree.  My previous cats looked at the tree, looked at me, and said "you really don't expect me to climb that thing, do you?"  Not this year.  Jilly-boo has made it her life's mission to make sure that there are no ornaments on the tree, nor an angel.  You put it up, she takes it down.  She is so determined to do this, that she managed to (1) get her leg tangled in the wires of the lights and then dangle upside down in the tree; (2) which caused her to bite my husband repeatedly while we were trying to get her out; (3) which we could only do by cutting the wires to the lights.  Did I mention that this was a pre-lit tree?  No?  Well, its not anymore.  In fact, this very expensive tree will be going into the trash heap this year, thanks to one incredibly stupid cat.  Why do I think she's stupid?  Because after getting stuck in the tree, she decided to climb back into the same tree 5 minutes later!  Look at the picture - - she has demon eyes, 'nuf said.

Day 1

So.....  I should be writing a paper on pedagogy, but instead am coming up with a million things to do besides work on my thesis.  Like starting this blog.  Its not that I don't like to write; I can write on just about any topic.  Some of my writing will actually be good.  I just don't want to work on my damn thesis.