Monday, November 02, 2009

When I cough, it smells tropical. Sexy.

I'm officially sick. I had this fever that was so high, my husband proclaimed I could iron with my feet.
Since I'm still breastfeeding, I'm trying to stay natural with my remedies. I only give in to an occasional acetaminophen when the the fever causes me to hallucinate.
DH took TG out so I could relax a little. I've received a few calls for work related issues but other than that I'm laying low.
I've read a million books and articles and I'm fairly certain I'm in denial but I probably have the flu. So much for the flu shot. On a good note, I'm not sure if it's all the pineapple juice I've been downing to combat the sore throat and fever but I'm feeling a lot better. I sound like hell but at least the maliase and the sheer exhaustion I was feeling is subsiding. Now if that looming list of holiday to dos and daily to dos would somehow get down, I'd be peachy.
Oh, and apparently the memo was received but someone inadvertently forgot toddlers can't read. My daughter is unaware that daylight savings time in the fall means we are supposed to get an extra hour of sleep.
On the first day, she woke up at 6:30am thinking it was 7:30am. When we explained to her the fall an hour back concept, I think she took it literally and woke up the second day at 5:30am. I'm not joking when I say that as DH was walking towards the bedroom to bed, TG was holding my finger and walking us towards the kitchen for breakfast. We were like two passing ships.