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Monday, October 30, 2006

Birthdays, Arm Pain & Halloween

So. Where did I leave off?
Thursday night....

I was exhausted and I'm not real sure why. So Steve ordered a pizza for dinner and we settled down to watch My Name is Earl, The Office, Grey's Anatomy and ER. I made it through 10 minutes of The Office, then fell asleep on Steve's lap. I woke up at 9:45 and went to bed. Fun night.

Friday night, we had dinner with Kim-n-Tim and some of their friends for Kim's birthday. Afterwards, we went back to their place for cocktails and ice cream cake. Lovely night.

Saturday, we woke up around 11am, laid in bed until 1pm then got up, ate and went to Target, Value Village and Goodwill. We bought new towels (finally! I've been on a towel prowl) but they're too dark against the shower curtain. So I'll take them back and get the gold ones. Much brighter.

That evening, we had dinner at Benihana with a bunch of friends for Lisa's birthday. Yummy food. Then back to Lisa & Kelly's for cocktails and ice cream with pudding on top of it. Interesting dish. It's Lisa's little quirk - she makes chocolate pudding on the stove, then when it's done, serves it over vanilla ice cream. It soon becomes soup, which is why Steve doesn't care for it. He says there's too much pressure to get the ice cream eaten before it melts. I like it. Chocolatey soup. Good stuff.

Sunday, the Seahawks game.
I don't know what to say. Matt could have probably won the game, but Seneca didn't do too bad. The defense? Nonexistent. At least the St Louis Rams lost too. They're in our division, along with San Francisco (2-5) and Arizona (1-7). Not too bad.

So I lost interest in football early in the day. Steve went off to play with his brother and his nephew for his nephew's birthday and I had big plans to clean. But my arm starting hurting around 1pm. I think I have a pinched nerve in my neck, because the ache just runs down my left arm and up into my head. And yes, I thought about a heartattack, but I doubt it's that. So I didn't clean as much as I had wanted to, or as enthusiastically, but at least the dirt is off the floor and the kitchen doesn't stink.

And I cleaned my vacuum cleaner head:

Nice, huh?
Sometimes, I want to just chop all of my hair off (settle down, mom. I'm not going to.) All that hair jams up the rollers of the head and it makes a horrible noise. I like taking it apart. Right up there with cleaning - gratifying.

So I cleaned, slowly, most of the afternoon, then showered and curled up to watch TV until Steve got home. I went to bed early, but couldn't find a position that was comfortable - my arm was throbbing at this point. I probably slept four or five hours all night, so needless to say, I'm drifting off right now as I type this. We just finished dinner (brown rice with sauteed spinach and onions) and I've got a load of clothes washing. Once those puppies go in the dryer, my butt's going to bed.

I took some Advil earlier and that seem to help my arm a little, so I'll take a few more before I go to bed. Maybe that will help me sleep. It just feels like I slept all night with my arm curled up underneath me. You know that ache? Probably just a pinched something. And I cancelled my massage this evening because 1) I need to save the $20 today and 2) I'm actually too tired to get rubbed, but I think tonight may have been a good night for it. If it's still hurting tomorrow, I'll think about going to see...someone.

Tomorrow we're supposed to dress up at work. I went as a toddler last year:

I sent this photo to some of my friends and almost all them replied back with "My god your desk is tidy!" Mom got me the pajamas with the feet. Very comfy. And fun to work in. And I'm sure some of you will recognize Teddy. Yes, he still exists and is doing well. He lives on my bookshelf nowadays. I just can't bear to get rid of him. Pun intended. Anyway, I don't know if I'll dress up this year. Maybe the pajamas again. Maybe just an orange sweater and black skirt. I have no energy to figure out a costume. And no one else in my department dresses up, so I end up looking stupid.

Tomorrow night, our friend Sean is throwing a Day of the Dead party. No costumes. Just bring pictures or mementos of those who have passed on and we'll celebrate them. I'll take my guitar (or use Sean's) and sing June. And I'll wear Granny's necklace. This is what it means to get old. Instead of going trick-or-treating or partying it up on Halloween, we gather around and celebrate the dead. Very interesting.

Then Thursday, Bob Schneider is playing downtown at the Crocodile. Steve and I and some friends are going. Should make for a miserable day on Friday. But, hey, it's Friday.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ok, I'm with Steve - ice cream with hot pudding on top that turns soupy?? Nope. Tell your friend Lisa to try Hershey's chocolate syrup. ;>)
I feel your pain with your Seahawks - however, your team is not in last place in your division, as ours is. So, I'm not that sorry for you. I'm more sorry for us. :(
Why would you want to cut your hair if you actually find it gratifying to take apart your vaccum and clean it? If you cut your hair, you wouldn't get that gratification!! So, don't cut your hair - it's very pretty.
Try taking Advil PM at night for your arm pain. I think advil works pretty good on my neck and shoulder pain, then you throw in the PM part at night and get an ok nights sleep.
You made a cute toddler - you reminded me of the show Ugly Betty - not the ugly part, but last week Betty's work people told her they dressed up on Halloween so she did and of course, no one else did, so she was the only one in costume. Pretty funny. They're not very nice to Betty.
And a Day of the Dead Party? A little morbid - but I'm glad you'll be singing June. I'll have to get that CD out and listen to it. Not that I can make it through that whole song, but....
Sorry about the rambling.

4:27 AM  

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