Day Twenty Nine: Is this thing over yet?
It has been a fairly mundane day at the House of Pudding.
Let's see.
I could tell you that I took the girls to get their flu shots this morning and that they cried and cried.
I could tell you that I practiced the French horn this afternoon until a vein in my eyeball exploded.
I could tell you that I took the girls to have their picture taken on Santa's lap and how the photos were pretty horrible and how I was sort of heartbroken about it so I complained (which I hate doing), and now we're doing a re-take tomorrow morning.
Speaking of tomorrow morning, I could tell you that I have a doctor appointment at 8:55 because I still can't completely shake this migraine. (It's still behind my eyes and is now creeping down my neck. Fix it. Please?)
On the plus side: I just returned from a dinner/illegal pattern exchange where I learned of a headache center in town where a cocktail pill of sorts has been invented that works like a charm on the Weasel's headaches.
Also, I saw Robin's fresh hair, and it's even more amazing in person than in the pictures.
AND, I'm getting ready to take a bath. A hot bath. My first hot bath in four years or so. And after my bath I will apply my flannel monkey pajamas, put the hot seed on my neck (innuendo not intended), and a cold rag on my head.
Tomorrow? Let's do something special, shall we?
Submitted by
Charisa
at 11/30/2007 7:10:02 AM- I too am sorry to hear about your ailments. I know of someone who also suffers from migraines and receives Botox to help. Not that he's the type to worry about wrinkles, but I say killing two birds with one stone is always a plus!
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You can call me, 'Sir'
at 11/30/2007 8:24:03 AM- HA! Oh, that innuendo.
Submitted by
pharmgirl
at 11/30/2007 10:17:12 AM- just a thought, dear fp - but popping vessels and migraines - how's the blood pressure?
Submitted by
Sara
at 11/30/2007 10:18:45 AM- Gosh, I really hope your head stops hurting. Perhaps this link, which I cadged from esteemed correspondent Pop Culture Librarian, will cheer you:
South Florida Sun-Sentinel's Scared of Santa Gallery
Submitted by
blackbird
at 11/30/2007 11:40:43 AM- We are leading parallel lives.
Sinus pain.
Tomorrow?
LET'S NOT POST.
While I am truly sorry to hear about your recent ailments, I have to say that "I practiced the French horn this afternoon until a vein in my eyeball exploded" is seriously once of the funniest sentences I've read lately.