Hey y’all.
No, I haven’t dropped off the face of the Earth; I’ve just been a bit under the weather lately. Sick as a dog, too ill to blog. At least, anything that would make sense. Or anything other than how brutally Montezuma avenged himself on me the other day for eating fresh strawberries. 48-hour summer gut bugs are such fun, aren’t they? And just to make things truly excruciating, two words: No Kaopectate.
Plus, my ear got waterlogged on Saturday, got worse on Sunday, and on Monday morning had to have a date with a dropperful of hydrogen peroxide and a squeeze bulb full of warm water. Yes, I think I got all the wax and there was (thankfully) no sign of infection, but I spent half of the morning feeling semi-deaf on the right-hand side, and a bit wonky as a result while I chopped veggies for my all-from-scratch chicken noodle soup. Then my ear finally drained–twice–and I finally got some blessed relief, but I think that before I retire I’ll keep my date with the dropper and syringe, just in case.
Bina, get well soon.
Your blog wonderfully–whether you are sick, on crack, or whatever! LOL
I was hoping that you wouldn’t say that your ear finally drained…in the effen chicken soup. That would be gross.
But, anyway, the world is still turning, and I will look forward to your returning to good form and kicking some oligarch ass!
ROFL! No, my ear didn’t drain in the soup (mercifully)! I was crossing the room when the water finally ran out.
BTW, I never blog on crack, probably because I never tried crack. Ain’t about to, either. I’ve just been reading up on Cindy McCain’s infamous addiction, and that ain’t pretty either. At worst, I might blog while tipsy (hopefully on homemade wine!), but that’s about it.