So we're sitting in church and I have a weird taste in my mouth. Thanks to my recent bout of walking pneumonia (NOT a respiratory infection as I was originally diagnosed with) it was sort of like a metallicy mucousy taste. We're coming up on the part where we turn to our neighbor and shake hands as an offering of peace. I take my purse and gently rummage through it looking for a mint. Nothing says suck-it to your neighbor like bad breath. Although I can't find a mint I find a breath spray. I wonder when I bought that? I carefully take the top off and spray in my mouth. ACKKKKKKKKKKK! You know that Calvin and Hobbes when Calvin is forced to eat vegetables and he contorts his face? That's what I did. While I'm quietly dry heaving I look down at the "breath spray" and realize that it was an anti-bacterial hand sanitizer. The Boy is looking at me with a "I can't take you anywhere", D is shaking his head in disbelief and the Girl is now imitating the hacking sounds that I'm making. The woman in front of me turns around and I return her stare with my best "bite me" look.

I knew I should have stayed in bed.

There's nothing like winter in Chicago. The sound of the snowplows barreling down the street. The feel of the windchill freezing your runny nose as soon as you open the door. The way the windshield wiper fluid leaves a film on your window as it freezes as you drive.

It's mind-numbing cold. The windchill was TWENTY BELOW ZERO the other day. The bottles for the water cooler froze in the garage. We had a party for the Super Bowl on Sunday and I used the garage like an over-sized refrigerator for storage. I think there's still some cake in there.

Speaking of the Super Bowl, our beloved Chicago Bears lost. We're kinda hard-core fans so we sported the orange and blue facepaint. The Girl wanted rainbows but we settled on "C" (for Chicago)




Oh well. Baseball unofficially starts ramping up next week.

Prince was the halftime show and it was surprisingly good. It was pouring rain and he rocked it like it was 1999. That's old school my friends. None of this lip-sync crap with 20 gyrating dancers in the background.

In other news I've had the mother of all respiratory infections. I flew to Iowa last week and I really thought that my lungs were going to collapse on take-off. I'm much better taking care of other people .. I suck at being a patient.

2 posts in a row. I need to go lay down now.

*strechhhhhhhhhh....yaaaawwwwwnnnnnn* wassup?


Tag of Three(ish) thanks to the lovely Beks

Three things that scare me:
Sleeping next to a wall
Driving next to a concrete wall (like on a expressway)
George Bush


Three people who make me laugh:
D
Sara
My sister, Dr J


Three things I love:
Massages
That moment when I finish a task
Listening to D play guitar


Three things I hate:
Reality TV
Cooked carrots
Wet socks


Three things I don't understand: (Too numerous to mention...)
Why I procrastinate
judgmentall people
Why I don't blog more


Three things on my desk:
My laptop
My cup of hot chocolate
A picture of D and I in Paris


Three things I'm doing right now (creative license added here):
Reorganizing my closets
Fixing up my kitchen
Missing my mom


Three things I want to do before I die:
Learn to juggle
Speak French proficiently
Fill all the pages of my passport


Three things I can do:
Calm people down when they're in a tizzy
Pretend like something's not bothering me when it really is


Three things you should listen to:
The voice in your head
Your kids giggling uncontrollably
Ben Folds - He has a song for every mood


Three things you should never listen to:
The voice in your head
Playa haters


Three things I'd like to learn:
To cook like my mother
Knitting
Salsa dancing in high heels


Three favorite foods:
Sushi
My aunt's shrimp curry
Fresh homemade bread


Three beverages I drink regularly:
Water
Diet Coke


Three TV shows/Books I watched/read as a kid:
The Brady Bunch reruns
Anne of Green Gables
The Love Boat/Fantasy Island


Three people I would like to tag:
Sunrayz
DNA
Wandernut