Friday, June 22, 2007

Death warmed over

I'm back.

I can't even explain.


I feel like hell, a condition that's been ramping up all week. For now I'm calling it an allergic reaction to all the crap in my mom's house. This is, believe it or not, the best case scenario. I'd rather it not be a cold, and I can't figure out how it possibly could be, and if it's a bacterial infection it could be relatively serious and, wow, I'd really prefer it not be that.

If I'm perfectly honest, though, it's probably the latter and that scares the bejesus out of me.

Anyway, tired, sick, nauseous, itchy, thirsty and oh so happy to be home. I've given Elvis his final pill and I'm about to walk the pooch, who was so well taken care of, and hit the hay. Tomorrow is for celebrating Alita's birthday with sushi and cake. And I have to get up in the morning and make cake if we're going to do that.

I'll tell you more soon, maybe when the cake is in the oven.

Hope you've had a great week.


  1. so stinkin' glad you're home. Be kind to yourself, be well.

  2. Anonymous12:19 PM

    Soooo sorry to hear you're not feeling well. If it makes you feel any better I have a VERY minor gift for you that might help you prepare for your next trip. Get well soon!!!