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Today is a super windy day. Perfect for baking banana bread. School knocked me out yesterday. I'm almost all better but not really. I have a cough and just that general feeling of ick. I want to run around and run errands and such but if I do I know I will be knocked on my arse again and we have plans for our anniversary weekend. Plans people! Okay, not huge plans but Thursday we are going to see the ever lovely and crush worthy Janet Klein & her Parlour Boys and then on Friday we're gonna have breakfast at Bob's instead of dinner (props to Jen for her birthday pancake picture) and then we're going to jump off the fountain of course We may go for a long drive perhaps or maybe to Monster Park, I dunno yet and then on Saturday we will do even more!

Time for a nap! Check out yuckmouth on scrumdilly-do!

The Week in Review: The Sick Edition

I didn't take many pictures this week. I sat on the couch and lept a lot. I drank oodles and oodles of tea. Can tea be measured in oodles? I went to school, watched movies and celebrated my turning 36 wich really wasn't all that great. The celebrating part, not the turning 36...I was sick, I was cranky and I was sick.

At first I thought it was just a cold but I had those overall flu aches, chills and pains...perhaps I had a combo pack of the flu AND the cold. Happy Birthday! Today is my danger day at school. I have back to back classes from noon until 9:30pm. Aack! Only 3 classes mind you. I have a one hour break after my first class so from 1:30-2:30 I can cram some sustenance into my body and then I'm off to Contemporary Film for 3 hours and then it is Children's Literature for 3 hours. Thank goodness for applesauce, string cheese and protein bars though really I'm losing the like of protein bars. Give me TigersMilk and I'm good. Too bad you can't find Space Food Sticks anymore, oh wait, you can! I still have a sore throat. However, now it is at that "jagged piece of glass" stage. I gargle with salt water until I wanna gag and then it is tea, tea, tea for me baby. If my nose worked I could enjoy the tea better but as it stands the hot feels good so that's cool. Damn those nasal polyps!

With me being sick and the holiday and school, I didn't really take any pictures. The poor old mavica is really sluggy anyway and I will soon be without a camera at all. I'm saving saving saving but no cigar, not yet. I did manage to draw a sidewalk chalk cupcake for my pall Roomie whose birthday is the day after mine and I did get to visit with her and A-Renay. Nothing says I love my friends more than when you let them into your stuffy sick home where there are lovely piles of tissue everywhere and empty tea cups everywhere else while you wallow on the sofa in mismatched elvis pajamas and green & yellow foam rollers in your hair. I was bored! It was nice to see you ladies, really!

I did watch the Academy Awards last night. I feel obligated what with it taking place less than 3 miles from the casa. They always interview all these people who are so excited to watch all the rush rush rushing but they never interview a local who is peeved and annoyed at how the traffic is even more messed up and you can't get across town because all the streets are closed. Even with all the griping, I watched it. It is kind of a tribute to my mom to watch them. They used to be on right around her birthday and whatever the year, wherever we kids were, one of us always made sure she had blank video tapes and chinese food to watch the awards. She loved watching the awards. Later, after she died and I was not dealing with it very well, my good friends Roomie & A-Renay hung out with me for the awards night. We ate Thai food as I am sure my mother would now be eating Thai food and watched the red carpet part and then got completely bored with the rest of the show so we spied on our neigbor aka Naked Spanish Guy. He was hysterical. A golden haired spaniard who liked to lounge on his porch shirtless all oiled up for sun worship. He'd walk around his tiny place nekkid with the window shades open so really, we didn't have to spy. But he was a doll and a dear and one of the worst pet owners in history. I would lecture him everytime he brought a cat home. But he was sweet and funny and he walked around nekkid so we put up with him.

This week is recovery week. School and our second wedding anniversary. I hope this week is better than last week. Time to gargle...happy Monday!

The Day After

It was a pretty ordinary day. I spent it mostly on the sofa, reading and watching movies. I drank a lot of tea and received a lot of great phone messages! My throat was too sore to talk so I let the machine get them. I was home all day but feeling ickified! I also got a bunch of happy cards one of which came in a fabric envie. Sooo prety! Thank you witchy lady! I took a hot hot hot shower and put on my brand new birthday pajamas from lalu. They came packaged as a Pajama Gram, how cool is that?

I have to admit that this casa is too small for a sick girl and an anxious Mr.a-go-go. Too small! It wasn't his fault but his anxiousness added to my not so great day. Can I go hide now? The lump in my throat is down to a tik-tak so hopefully it will be gone by tomorrow. The casa is a messified mess and I can't handle it anymore. Mr.a-go-go did make me some super yummy peanut butter cupcakes. Moist and semi salty sweet from this book. We omitted the chocolate glaze and added a wee sprinkle of powdered sugar, a dollop of barely sweetened whipped cream and some milk chocolate chips. Next time methinks I will put the chips in the cupcakes.

Hopefully today will be better but I have a feeling that it isn't going to be. Sigh.

Happy Birthday Mama Midwifery Craze and to Neesypea!

Photobooth Friday: The Birthday Edition

Yep folks, today is my birthday and boy does Mr.a-go-go know me or what? This year was too busy to make any spectacular birthday plans so we thought we would go to the booth. Rather, I thought we would go to a booth and take a picture and see if we could get any other strangers to go in with or for me...sadly I am sick. Super sick. The sick that isn't sick which has been haunting me since October has finally given in and gifted me for my birthday. Pooh. The tree trimmer are STILL outside chop chop chopping away and my throat is STILL sore though now the tenis ball has tunred into a superball. I'm not as achey and only half as whiney but I have nifty photobooth strips to make me giggle, freshly made fruit salad and a bunch o flicks I stumbled out to rent yesterday. I had wanted to bake some birthday cupcakes but I'm not feeling up to it maybe I'll stumble out to the little Armenian Market and pick up a bunch of wee cakes. One of the best birthday cakes I have ever been gifted with was a big pink box chock full o tiny cakes by Edie from my good friend Leets, book lover and events planner extraordinaire. SO many different flavors and I could share or not...I did share of course but those cakes were the most thoughtful cake gift ever! Thank you Leets! Hang in there with the new store chaos and try to get yourself a car!

Welp folks, my toes are cold and so is my tea and the sofa is calling calling calling out to me...wishing you all the most splendid unbirthday ever and keep boothing!!! If anyone ever wants to trade booth pics, drop me a line!

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We're Published!

Lookie! Mr.a-go-go & I are in a book...well, at least our work is. The infamous Sock Monkey of Wilendorf photographed my moi is tucked away inside the glossy pages of Everthing's Coming up Sock Monkeys by B.K. Connelly. This book is chock full of anything and everything sock monkey. From handmade sock monkeys, to storybooks to sock monkey art it's all in here! Check it out! We're published!

It is the day before my birthday and I am still sick. Sicker even than yesterday. I am sick and whiney and headachey and there is a crew outside chainsawing away. The tree trimmers are here and have been since 8am. Even with all the windows sealed it is a racket! The noise is giving Witch-baby the heebie jeebies and she is tearing around the house with racoon tail-itus. Poor kitty. I am on my 4th cup of tea and I am already tired of peeing. Sigh. I'm not that bothered about being sick on my birthday because we had no plans but if I am sick I can't visit with granny and whether or not I'm sick I HAVE to go to school Monday from noon-9:30pm otherwise I will be dropped from my classes! Such great timing, no? At least I am sick this week and not next. Next week is our 2nd anniversary and last year I was sick on our anniversary which is also Read Acros America Day. Hopefully it won't rain and Mr.a-go-go & I can do our annual jump off the fountain. What should I wear?

School Daze

I know...the daze part is a total cliche but hey I AM in a daze. It was the first day of school and I woke up sick. Actually I woke up sick at 3am and stumbled into the kitchen where I ate 2 spoonfuls of applesauce, a gulp of milk and then a shot glass of emergen-c. I swear it feels like someone has shoved an oil soaked tennis ball down my throat. It is swollen and sore and gunky. I hate gunky. Sniff. I only had 1 class today but I left 3 hours early so that I could run some errands and find parking. I love that Target opens at 8AM. Love it! I picked up some tissue for my ickified nose and all the gunk and then a couple o' tubes of the Target brand Airborne and of course an orange t-shirt and um a green dress oh and a new thermometer as our old one has gone missing. I'm thinking the couch ate it. I then pitifully made my way to Wild Oats Market where I got my homeopathic remedy for the gunk and some Yogi Immunity Support Tea. I was so achey and whiney and sad I treated myself to a toasted cracked peppercorn bagel from Noah's and off to school I went.

It took me almost 30 minutes and 3 miles worth of driving around and around the damn parking structure before I found a spot which ended up being in a different lot furthest away from my class as possible. Of course I was early still so I hopped on over to take my photo I.D. but because I had previously taken one (two years ago) I had to go wait in another line which took 20 minutes to pay the $5 fee to renew the I.D.. Whoo-hoo! Go me! I finally get that done and of course the pciture is even more freakishly scary than the last one and I curled my hair and everything. Sigh. Chalk it up to the evil tennis ball vacationing in my esophagus. The reason I needed my I.D. was to retrieve my G.P.A for the CalGrant application and after a couple of more lines I am told that I don't need to get my G.P.A. from them as they will automatically send it to the CalGrant website. Fun! I trekked on over to my English class also known as Creative Nonfiction which oddly enough is in the Music building and waited about 40 minutes until my class met. I can hear opera coming out of the room across the way and me in my sad and pathetically sick state I tear up. Oh Puccini how I adore thee or maybe it is the memory of Julian Sands and Daniel Day Lewis in A Room with a View that I adore, either way I am sick and weepy and achey and bored out of my mind. Class finally starts and I am excited. We will be writing about ten thousand words by the end of class. Wowza! I can't wait. After class I have to drag my sickly loser self to the bookstore where I fork over about $150 for two textbooks and two supplemental readers. One of the texts was $70! I had better enjoy that film class.

Now I am home and in need of a bath or a cup of tea or a cupcake or some pudding. I am home and whiney and I have obsessively taken my temperature three times with my new digital thermometer and yes, I do have a slight fever. Sniff. I am home and I want to lay my cheek on the cold bathroom floor while I whimper and then maybe cry and then I will feel better. Weird maybe but that's how I feel. Okay, it's bath time...


Happy Hump Day!