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Feb. 4th, 2008 11:24 amLife was touch and go yesterday when our Internets went out inexpicably for about 10 hours. HOW DID WE LIVE BEFORE THE INTERNETS???? We survived, though: his office in the AM, Ikea for some craft-y room shelving, then North Wales where we fondled Fenders and Martins and mandolins before plunking down $19 on a capo and splitting. Over, then, to Iron Hill for a lunch of nachos (note to intestines--no more fajita chicken. KTHNX.), and then up to Barnes and Noble for some birthday shopping. We hit Performance and stocked up on odd size tubes for his Campagnolos and then trotted over to Whole Foods where people existed wholly unaware of each other. How many times can you ram my ankles with your yuppy cart? Once is more than enough. Home and we started laundry, lamented the Internets, tried to steal our Swedish neighbor's connection, and then finally went to the Bala Theatre to see Juno, a decently done movie that I'd watch again. Michael Cera is funny, and I'm once again reminded that we need to somehow get Arrested Development, either through Netflix or Best Buy. We watched the series once-through and loved it.
The rest of the weekend was spent driving back and forth to Elmer, NJ. As of Friday morning, his father had also been admitted to the hospital (can't remember if I divulged that). And while the two of them are being released today, I still don't know what either one of them had. The trickle-down word was pneumonia, but her symptoms were: dizzy, dehydrated, diarrhea (they had to throw away the couch because she shat it up), and she was pretty much unable to move. His symptoms were: passed out/asleep in the ICU waiting room, unable to stand on his own, and OH, HE HADN'T EATEN IN A DAY OR SO, SO HIS SUGAR WAS OVER 300. Did I mention he's diabetic? Nevertheless, I've got beau coup daughter-in-law points, since I dropped practically everything and rushed to their bedside while their daughter went off skiing. Mike will tell you, she's a whore.
I'm finally seeing the end of the Green Ick, though I'm back on sleep-inducing medicine. I am now on a single dose of NyQuil at bedtime, as opposed to the 9 pm dose and the 1 am dose. I am sleeping in sexy poses: mouth agape, drooling, the occasional nasal whistle. I think I'll really kick this shit out once I get back to spinning--I haven't spun since last Tuesday! That's a LONG TIME for me since I typically spin every night.
The rest of the weekend was spent driving back and forth to Elmer, NJ. As of Friday morning, his father had also been admitted to the hospital (can't remember if I divulged that). And while the two of them are being released today, I still don't know what either one of them had. The trickle-down word was pneumonia, but her symptoms were: dizzy, dehydrated, diarrhea (they had to throw away the couch because she shat it up), and she was pretty much unable to move. His symptoms were: passed out/asleep in the ICU waiting room, unable to stand on his own, and OH, HE HADN'T EATEN IN A DAY OR SO, SO HIS SUGAR WAS OVER 300. Did I mention he's diabetic? Nevertheless, I've got beau coup daughter-in-law points, since I dropped practically everything and rushed to their bedside while their daughter went off skiing. Mike will tell you, she's a whore.
I'm finally seeing the end of the Green Ick, though I'm back on sleep-inducing medicine. I am now on a single dose of NyQuil at bedtime, as opposed to the 9 pm dose and the 1 am dose. I am sleeping in sexy poses: mouth agape, drooling, the occasional nasal whistle. I think I'll really kick this shit out once I get back to spinning--I haven't spun since last Tuesday! That's a LONG TIME for me since I typically spin every night.
