Showing posts with label general malaise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label general malaise. Show all posts

Monday, August 06, 2007

les miserables

Here are five reasons why I’m starting out the second of two pretty crappy weeks:
  1. Evan had croup last week and stayed home for three days feeling terrible and sounding like a pack-a-day smoker.
  2. Now both Dave and I both have colds that we got from him (shaking fist violently at new preschool).
  3. You-know-who has stepped up the climbing out of bed routine, rendering us unable to sleep off our colds.
  4. In my current state, I can’t take any cold medicine that will do anything (shaking fist violently at the U.S. Food & Drug Administration).
  5. I just found out that I have to travel for work in two weeks. Pregnancy + unhealthy airport food + airplane travel = unhappy Bearca.

On the plus side, I seem to have rediscovered my love of Rice Krispies. Odd, I know. But delicious.