I've spent the last five days horizontal, and today I believe I might be getting well again. I only get sick occasionally, like once a year, and I guess this was my time. Of course there was no one to take care of me. OH SURE! The world has to stop spinning when someone else in this house is feeling under the weather, but when I'm sick I'm on my own.
I had several problems: my neck and back were knotted up and I needed my friend the massage therapist to work on me, my sinuses had some irritation and the normal over the counter stuff wasn't working (so I developed a fever and awful headache from it) and then there were some FEMALE problems that only Monistat could help. Yes, I know, T.M.I. And because the FEMALE problem wouldn't clear up, it of course caused a U.T.I. Wonderful times.
I had some time in between headaches to read my latest paperback, a story about this biker guy who worked for the FBI in getting evidence on the Hells Angels. Pretty good, very eye-opening. Remind me not to get involved with a biker any time soon. Well, a real biker anyway. Steve and I hang out with the Yuppy Bikers here in Havasu--otherwise known as the "Rolex Riders." If you ever see the movie "Wild Hogs," you'll know exactly what I'm talking about.
Oh yes, and how could I forget--we went to see Transformers on Sunday!!! Woohoo! Awesome movie. It was one of those good ones where you talk about it all the way home. "Remember that part where the robot smashed up all those cars? That was awesome!" I know you know what I'm talkin' about.
Time to go get dinner started. It's a seafood night.
