Sickness = not cool

So as I’m sitting here I am enjoying a delicious meal of ham & cheese hot pocket, fruit punch and cold medicine. Lucky me. The first two look wonderful, but the cold medicine looks like it would taste like citrus, smells like cherry and tastes like…crap. Oh well, it was either that or pills, and we all know how well I do with those. And the alternative of allowing the cold just sit and continue to fester was not an option. Sorry to say but when it hurts to move your head up and down while stacking and cleaning strollers is a bit of a problem. And it isn’t just the pain that can be taken care of by some aspirin either (believe me, I tried). No it’s the type of pain that comes from a sore throat that makes the area of your neck where your skull and spine meet and that little sun burst area around it ach as though you slept on concrete all night. It also doesn’t help that the delightful sneeze that I have as well is the type of big sneeze that makes the throat hurt even more as well as being big enough to notify everyone to the fact your sick. By the way, I need to complain cause my mommy isn’t here to listen to my sob story right now. In fact I think she’d find a way of hurting me if I called her up at 2:45 am. So you all get to hear it.

On happier note, we girls in the backroom had a bit of a Broadway review this evening. Interestingly enough I knew more of the songs – and the words to them – than anyone else there. The angel like voice I own at the moment defiantly put all the cats that are dieing out there tonight to shame. I think the only reason someone didn’t throw something at my head was because I was that annoying bouncing Mickey head on the sing-along videos. Either way, it was fun and gave us all that extra boost of energy needed for the closing shift.

Now, for those of you that are curious, I did work Saturday and at the end of the night accidentally sprayed myself with a hose when cleaning out the trash run container. This however was fine by me cause A) it made me laugh, and B) because most of those trash bags are filled with half drunk sodas, I had soda running down my wrist to my shirt sleeve, and the sudden spray helped clean it all up. Kind of. My poor costume can not have the same thing said about it. Hence the reason it’s now in the laundry.

Yesterday I didn’t work however. In fact I sat by the pool and did homework in 80-something degree weather. It was fabulous, and it’s at times like those that I’m able to NOT be home sick.

I love you all, and wish you a cold/flu-less week.

P.S. I watched Power Rangers during my break tonight, and it made me giggle like the dork that I am.