the weekend (from hell)

friday night datenight with my hubbie, at our favorite mexican restaurant with the best fish tacos, the nicest waitresses and the ever-so-slightly troubling bullet hole in the window

went to Petsmart to pick up our adorable foster kitty Simba, who settled in immediately, used his litterbox and scratching post immediately, and was just sooo cuddly and purry and flippy and fluffy. he found a packet of catnip and somehow poured the contents over his bed, which might have explained the crazed flipping/purring episode :)

then.... it all went downhill :(

spent all late friday/early saturday morning cleaning up a sobbing 6 year old's "bomb-it" (i hate when he's sick.....)

woke up saturday morning sooo completely nauseous that i had to stay absolutely still (even the weight of my wedding ring made me feel off balance and horribly seasick)

tried to eat half a candy cane hoping it was just reaaaally bad indigestion....

finally dared to stand up, and even though i hadn't eaten for 12 hours, i was sicker than i've ever been in my entire life (bar the Barry Manilow hand-touching incident)

watched way way way too many episodes of million dollar listing and E! true hollywood story while in recovery mode :|

had to stay reaaaaaally still for hours... so much as a sip of water made me sick all over again

hours passed and i braved a cherry popsicle and didn't barf!!! (i am now hopelessly addicted to cherry popsicles...)

slept like a log (shout-out to unisom:)

sunday morning - accidentally drank a nice cup of tea made with milk, full of floating bits of rancid cheese! this sent my feeling-better-monitor back to minus 100 again :(

ate a very burnt waffle to soak up rancid milk taste and hopefully reverse the need to barf all over again

tried to go to Costco (the nice one that's not so LAX-y) and wanted to murder every person sticking samples of turkey and smoked salmon in my face

in a moment of starvation-induced insanity, bought $40 eyelash enhancer

wanted to murder the one customer in front of us in line for making me stand for 3 more minutes than was necessary

got home and plastered eyes with eyelash enhancing stuff

eyes immediately started to feel like they were on fire and i had to shower to get it all off using my wonder puff (aka pink brillo pad)

watched a four hour long Les Miserable concert on PBS (so perfectly fitting... i was feeling tres miserable) and fell in love with the most handsome Javert. which is most peculiar because Valjean is the hero and i usually vehemently despise whoever plays Javert... also fell a little bit more in love (if that's even possible) with Matt Lucas who played Thenardier (gosh how i looooove him, especially as Marjorie from Fat Fighters:)

fell asleep about the time the whole barricade thing went down (i get soooo bored at that part:) and awoke with the reddest, most bloodshot eyes EVER, to start a week of drudgery, dark glasses, minimum days and volunteering. fingers crossed for a healthier week :)