Having bronchitis and trying to sleep is like wearing sneakers on ice.  There is no bed comfortable enough, no pillow plump enough.  I thought about taking an extra dose of Nyquil but I hate medicine and I'm anti-drug...so, that thought was somewhat desperate and fleeting... Today was like drinking warm pepsi. Flat.  Not a good after taste.  The plus is I'm feeling somewhat better...or I'm just getting used to being a walking zombie of pain... 


Visits  Saturday GS stopped by to show me her hair!  At first I was shocked because it looks longer and more vibrant than her blonde...then I started seeing the indian in her again.   It's amazing what hair color can do for some people.  Changes the whole look of them.  She looks great!  I loved it.  PEM stopped by to pick up an order.  She was in a good mood as she left the kids home for a change and had a break!  Saw BLC today when I dropped a math book off at her house.  She called me Friday night in desperate need of this book and here it is Sunday and I ended up dropping it off.. That is BLC for you.
Update on FIL    KMB will be visiting (SECRET visit to discuss what we should do about FIL).  He drove a shopping cart right out into the street the other day yet MIL thinks he's still alright to drive?  What if it had been a kid and not a shopping cart he didn't notice?  EEK.  I want to run, far far way from this whole ordeal yet I cannot turn my back on family no matter how damned ungrateful and unwise they are.  Someone tell me I'm right in this decision!!  I don't feel confident of it.

I am sick as a dog with a chest cold (or bronchitis)...which makes me feel miserable.  Went to bed at 9 p.m. lastnight, slept restlessly.  I hate being sick.  Wouldn't you know its my busiest weekend yet with several PC's needing repair and a digital photography course to teach.  And with what's going on with FIL, I'm just discusted.  Thinking about what I've learned from 25 to 35.  Here's the post...

No FIL issues yet today.  I'm thankful for that.  Yesterday MIL calls right before I head out the door in a panic because FIL has gone up to the cemetery and got her car stuck again and they have to be at the cardiogist in less than 20 min.  Rounded up my bro  (Man he is a good guy...almost makes me feel bad for making him cry when he was little...) and he got them another car and we all made it to appointments (I had to meet the durabilt guy at 2) if not alittle bit worse for wear.  Not bad as far as FIL incidents go today.  I'm reteaching myself to play guitar with a pick.  It's hard because I am retraining my fingers.  Bad enough I'm left handed playing right... good thing I love a challenge
UPDATE:  I've been successful with the straightner and have done my newdo correctly for several days.  And they say you can't teach an old dog new tricks?

Got up early to let the pup out as I could hear him wimpering..quietly.  It is impossible not to love that dog. He's charming even when he's being rebellious.  UPDATE:  Tenant took the apartment I showed where everything fell apart!   School called...that always starts my day off well.  The daughter has like 20 books checked out from the library.  And, how DARE she actually want to read books?  I'm un-impressed with the variety of the calls and the un-importance of them from the school.  Yesterday a teacher called me 2 minutes after school ended to tell me that the son must remember to bring home a science paper for me to sign.  I suggested that she remind him since he is physically in school and that is where the paper is.  Way too logical.  I had to drive him back up to the school when I got home from work... The paper was an acknowledgement from me that he would be involved in a project!  IT WAS NOT EVEN HOMEWORK..un-believable.  Like I could not have given the thumbs up over the phone?  I'm convinced my kids are going to UN-SCHOOL. 

Seems lately I can't see past my own little crazy world to post anything uplifting, charming or witty.  Someday... I promise to be spectacular! spectacular!  (Okay so I stole that line...)  Another sleepless night where I felt bone cold and just plain empty.  Finally got out of bed about 5 a.m. dead tired but completely pointless to lay there thrashing about.  (um...I don't know how I manage to lay and thrash at the same time but I think I did!)  Cancelled singing again b'cuz got another teaching job and needed to write up a course outline.  Got a death call tonite so had to go back to work and find some paperwork.  Good thing I got the course outline done beforehand.    I bought feather pillows as a gift for myself this Christmas.  I had to put 3 pillow cases on them before I found plastic covers so the feathers would quit pricking me.  My dad told me a story about when he was a child. His mother gave him the job of replacing down feathers in the beds & pillows.  He never knew what the difference was between down and regular feathers so he used to throw them all in there.  He thinks someone else might suffer from the same ignorance...