Right. So I’ve been gone awhile. Sue me.
First there was the work thing, in that I’ve actually been working, which, I know, was completely foreign to me last year, but wow, sort of a new trend for me it seems. Then there was the whole “yeah! I have mono!” thing which sort of sucks in a big ass way, and I couldn’t take any days off work so I had to suck it up and drink 7 x the normal caffeine I drink in a day to keep my eyes open, which is making me retain so much water I could double as a parade float, but hey, I’m here and sort of half-way functioning. Then blogger decide to change to google, which is really not a big thing, but I had to create a new account and passwords, and all that stupid stuff, which really took me about two minutes once I decided to do it, but up until then just seemed like such a hassle. I’ve got mono, leave me alone.
So, let’s see…
Christmas vacation with the family in MI? Yeah. Suffice it to say that, while it was nice to see my family, it was not so nice that EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US caught a stomach bug and barfed for 36 hours. First day, husband. Second day, baby. Third day, no one! Forth day, 4 year old (and I should mention, he chose to wait until we were at a fancy dinner party, and barfed all over their basement carpet, down my sweater, and even past the waistband of my pants), fifth day started with oldest, then about 6 hours later, the 7 year old, then about 5 hours later, ME! 6th day, we drove home. Happy holidays, ya’ll!
Micro grade? A (hah! Suck it high-school science teacher that said maybe I wasn’t “cut out for science”)
New class? A & P I…Lots of memorization, and, check it, she marks off for spelling errors. THAT sucks. I use my spell-check way too much as it is…now I have to remember how to spell things like Endoplasmic Reticulum? What the hell? Lab teacher is awesome…number one, she’s a DVM, and, as anyone that’s been to my house can tell you, I’m a sucker for animals. Number two, she’s extremely snarky and completely anti-establishment, and that makes me like her just because. Lecture teacher is, I swear, trying to kill me. She mumbles. She mispronounces a LOT of words (like “cadaver” …it DOES NOT rhyme with McGyver…I’m sorry to be the one to tell you.). She told us that she’s an Endomorph, so no matter what she eats or if she exercises she’ll always be fat…that’s how she’s genetically programmed…BULLSHIT. She talks constantly about her husband and his diabetes, herself and her diet, her fair skin, her tendency to have heat exhaustion, etc, etc, etc…and about 90% of the time, her “stories” have nothing to do with the lecture. She does this weird ‘inhale through the teeth’ that makes this horrible squeaky-sucky sound every time she says something that she thinks is clever , funny, and, just for good measure, throws another in about every 5th breath. It’s a test of my patience, I tell you.
Oh, and still with the chronic hives. Yipee!
Worked out twice this week, which is two times more then I’ve managed to do in the last 4 months…shut up, I’ve got mono.
