Ξ September 5th, 2009 | → 4 Comments | ∇ ramblings |
Monday night I went out to dinner with Aunt Tinkle. We had a great time. I only had two beers (Kasteel Red) and I drank them incredibly slow while eating my overly dry chicken lettuce wraps. Although I only drank one glass of water there, I had another at home.
Around 2 AM intense stomach pain woke me up. My fever was well above what it was when I finally took it a day later (100.7 on Wednesday). Headache was in full force, trying to make me believe that it was possible for my skull to actually explode of its own accord. Not good.
I stayed home from work Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Didn’t eat anything, just lived on water and ginger ale. Aunt Tinkle showed up with two bags of love Wednesday night (bananas, take out rice from the local Chinese joint, apples, applesauce, apple juice, Wonder bread for toast, butter, ginger ale, mint ginger ale, decaffeinated green tea, and San Pelligrino sparkling water) that helped more by showing her love (the fact that she went so grocery crazy trying to help me) than by the actual products doing any good.
Since my fever broke I went into work on Friday, but I was so damn weak all day. That night I put myself back into my self imposed quarantine. Early Saturday AM the damn strong stomach pains again had me awake. So let us just say that I am not in the happiest of moods when LeSombre sends out a desperate Twitter plea for me to check this site for some WordPress hacker bullshit.
You all know I can barely turn a computer on, right? Yeah. Considering that I just started attracting sharks again and I am still struggling to keep in anything I eat, the last thing I needed was stress over my beloved little baby blog.
Thankfully LeSombre and Jester jumped in to save the day. Seems all I needed was an upgrade to the latest WordPress and some fancy debugging. My heart felt happy again. I am grateful for how generous with time and knowledge so many of my bloggy friends are. Truly fantastic.
ANYhow, the point of this long ass rambling post was to say that I was exhausted from being sick, being female and being stressed so I thought perhaps a nap on the couch would help. I flipped through the television channels and found Wrongfully Accused. I had never seen it, but figured Leslie Nielson’s brand of humor was right along the correct mentality level for me.
When the scene below came on, I about bust a gut laughing. They say laughter is the best medicine, eh?
Ok, actually it was those first 40 seconds that made me laugh like a loon. The cop doing the hand motions was perfect! I can’t wait to get on a plane and recite this out loud while they do the safety spiel.
“Seats in the upright position. Handcuffs and ankle chains must be securely fastened or you will be shot. Exits are clearly marked, but you will not be using them. Should you use them, you will be shot. On behalf of the State of Minnesota, thank you for being arrested and convicted. Sit back and enjoy your bus ride.”