Boo Who

Some girlfriends and I were emailing back and forth about The Girlfriends' Guide to Pregnancy. It's a great little tome written by a mom who was tired of panic guides and overly clinical parenting manuals. The topic of emotional sensitivity came up, and I suddenly remembered what happened to me a few days ago.

I cried watching the end of Rocky II. All I did was tune in to the station it was playing on - it was almost done - not like I'd watched the whole film all the way through...it was the fight scene where Rocky finally beats Apollo Creed and he's standing there in the ring with the microphone.."...and I just wanna say one thing...Yo Adrienne! I did it!" And I went boo hoo hoo hoo. Infact, I think I literally did that.

A good episode of Sex & The City can do it to me too. Yeah, the show did end, but HBO is smart enough to know that real fans of the show can watch episodes over and over and over. I freaking love that show. I could cry just thinking about the fact that it's over.

Out of Sight is on the Oxygen network right now. I could cry watching this. Clooney (George Clooney, DUH) is SO sexy, and it's such a bummer that his character Jack Foley and J.Lo's character (Karen Sisco) don't get to really be together. So what if he's a repeat offending convicted felon!

That Oxygen network - how silly. I hate that TV people are trying so hard to target programming at women. It seems desperate to me. SpikeTV is the men's version. It's like "Hey you modern, sensitive yet edgy person, here are some shows that will really appeal to you! And while we're at it, we've created some color schemes, graphics and voice-over personalities that will make you feel like you've found just the TV channel you've been looking for your whole life."
It's gotten to the point where entertainment execs are trying to make a tv station synonymous with your lifestyle. Barf.

Ok the sexy scene was just on when Karen Sisco is dreaming about walking in on Clooney in a bathtub and they totally make out and she gets in the tub with him. I don't feel like crying so much right now...

"Due to Illness"

Spencer is trying to walk around. He can sort-of climb down off a couch. He can pull himself to standing in his crib. He says "DaDa" a lot. That gets my goat. Language specialists say babies more often form the "d" sounds first. That's justice, isn't it? If there is a God, he really has a seriously mischevious sense of humor. A woman can give life to a child, carries it in her body for 9 months, grows it from her own flesh and blood, and the first word the child says is "DaDa".

Our family has been sick for the last 20 days or so. Spencer had his ear infection come back and had a wicked cold that produced snot the consistency of oatmeal. Guy got it after him, and it turned into the flu and sinusitis. I took Airborne until I couldn't stand it anymore and then it got me. I do recommend Airborne though. I think it kept the germies at bay for awhile. Didn't taste too bad either.

I think I also got some kind of inner ear thing, because days after I finished dosing myself with Alka Seltzer Cold & Flu, I was still loopy like someone had pumped me full of antihistamine.

I went on two job interviews like this. During the last one, I had a coughing fit that must have made my interviewers think I was terminally ill. It was the kind of cough that is mostly an itch, but it's the kind of itch that comes when you stop sucking down lozenges, and comes on intensely to the point that your eyes water and you can't even open your mouth without coughing. Oh thank you Ricola. Thank you.

It happened again in CVS while I waited for prescriptions for Spencer and myself - more antibiotics for both of us -I forgot to keep chewing a Ricola and suddenly near the refrigerated section in the back of the store, the itch came back. If I could have reached down my own throat to scratch, I would have. Instead, I quickly grabbed another lozenge and began coughing like an emphysema patient. I had to sit down in the pharmacy waiting area and huddle over while I coughed. I looked pathetic and was totally debilitated. Customers must have thought I had SARS. It was almost comical. I had to ask the pharmacist for a squirt of antibacterial hand cleaner (the alcohol based crap that eats your skin) so I could hand them money for the prescriptions. Why someone didn't offer me a surgical mask is beyond me. Talk about skulking...I tried to be as small as possible upon my exit. By the time I sat down in my car, I was exhausted.

Now Guy says he's getting sick again. If I get sick again, I'm going to go ballistic. I'm sick of giving all my money to Kleenex, Proctor & Gamble, and doctor co-pays.

This is an ugly shoe. For some reason, I am madly in love with it.
Moccasins are IN right now! So are mocs with a wedge heel. I have been looking for wedge heel shoes forever! Will be buying some very soon.

See what happens when I get tired? I start reverting to shopping fantasies.