September 08

September 08

I’m Sick

I’m sick.  I have a cold.  Not a big deal, just a cold.  But I’ve become a cold wimp.  Something about not being able to breathe properly just knocks the wind out of my sails these days.  Pseudoephedrine doesn’t help, and the only adult Benadryl I have expired seven years ago, so I guess I’ll skip that.  Not enough left in the kids’ bottle to do much to me.  Too bad really, I would enjoy the sleep.

And the limited cable folks don’t even have the decency to be airing any good info-mercials.  Don’t they know that I am most vulnerable to their marketing ploys when I am not feeling well?  How many times have I come *this* close to purchasing Windsor Pilates and The Bean?  If they only knew.  It wouldn’t take much and I’d be on the phone purchasing the latest and greatest in fitness: Fluidity.

But no, they’re not even trying.  So I’m half watching Bridges of Madison County.  Late middle-aged lust.  Blah.  I guess I shouldn’t be surprised by the fact that this is a s-l-o-w movie.  Ahhh!  Clint Eastwood in a bathtub!  I didn’t need that, really.  Don’t they know I’m already sick?!?

Hmmmm . . .  anybody have any experience with Sheer Cover?  I’m not as insecure about my skin as I am about other aspects of my physical appearance, but this stuff looks interesting.  I don’t think I’m that sick, though.

Maybe I do need regular cable or satellite television.  And maybe I do need to go chug the 1/2 tsp of children’s Benadryl that’s left in the bottle.  My teeth hurt.

And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt says hello.

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