Yes, it’s day three of this stupid headache and I want to punch someone over it. Of course, there is no one to punch. Except for God, and well, he’s kinda, sorta, unpunchable, being a deity and everything. So I just have to deal with it and keep my whining to a minimum.
By the way, it’s a sinus thing and luckily not a migraine. Whew. Still, the pressure is definitely annoying and my eyes feel ready to pop out of my head. Yuck. I just want to sleep and then, when I wake up, sleep some more. That’s what I did yesterday…slept later than I wanted to, went out for a few hours, came home and slept until it was time for dinner. I mean it, I really feel like I can’t get enough sleep no matter how much of it I get. Anyone else have this problem lately, or is it just me?
This past weekend was nice, if I delete the headache part of it. On Saturday I got a lot of errands taken care of (including that fun oil and battery drop-off at the dump… they really turned that into a big affair. A surprisingly long line of cars were waiting to get in, and then you had to drive through a maze until guys in white suits unloaded the stuff from the cars. I just handed mine out the window. Woo hoo. It took about 30 minutes just to drop off 6 AA batteries and the oil from the lawnmower. Sure glad I did that.) and took Hurley for a photo with Santa! I only got a hardcopy of the photo so I can’t post it here, especially since I have no scanner. But it was to benefit one of the shelters out here, and I felt like I had to do it. He did well, even though he was highly confused by the person in the weird suit wanting to hold him while I walked away to stand behind the photographer and call to him. He looked SO worried in the photo, it made me want to laugh/cry! It came out cute, though, and I had fun seeing all the other dogs on line for Santa. My favorite was a HUGE English bulldog named Rosie, who waddled over to Hurley and sniffed him while making a sound that was almost an oink. Adorable! I could have stolen her, if I could have picked her up. I doubt I could have. 🙂
Saturday night was cookie decorating at my sister’s place. It was a fun time. Between the three of us (including Mom) we did about 55 cookies, with 5 colors of frosting that my sister made on the spot. They taste great, too. We watched Rudolph and the Garfield Christmas Special (which was nowhere near as wonderful as we remembered it) as well as a TNT original movie called Borrowed Hearts. Finally, when it was time to leave I took my Mom home with me so she wouldn’t have to drive all the way back to her house since she was dead tired from all that decorating well into the night.
When I pulled up to my house, I saw that my mailbox was lying on the ground. Someone had broken it right off the post! They also smashed my neighbor’s mailbox. I was FURIOUS. Who does this anymore? Really? And besides, people are always home on my street and they had done it before 11pm, so someone was likely around or heard it happen. That was risky of the perpetrators. Anyway, it’s plastic underneath and a plastic bolt was snapped off in the attack… last night I used some crazy glue in an attempt to reattach it. I’m not hopeful it will really work, but I wanted to try something in the meantime before I can let the landlord know.
And yesterday we went out for breakfast with Mom, braved one of the malls for a little while before we almost exploded with disgust; and then, like I mentioned, I napped. Last night I wrote out the Christmas cards, finally, and watched more of Spaced, which my sister was right about: it’s very good. Kind of cute and sweet, but funny in a British way. I’m smitten.
Today was our department holiday lunch and white elephant gift exchange. It was fun. I couldn’t find anything around the house to give away, since I really did get rid of a lot of junk when I moved. So I bought something. I got a Ruben Studdard CD, a can of SPAM and a bar of poison ivy soap, and wrapped them up all pretty. Everything cost a total of about $3 (thanks, Walgreens clearance bins!) and it got a good laugh. So that was cool. The gift I ended up walking away with was two VHS tapes: Gosford Park and The Young Poisoner’s Handbook. Weirdly, I’ve seen TYPH already. It was funny. I liked doing this rather than a serious gift exchange.
I have to go work now. If I can. I feel a little like fleeing. Must be this headache, and this being a Monday.