December 15th, 2005

little review

Poem for Thursday

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I'm so cold that my fingers don't want to type and my throat hurts so much I can't swallow tea to make myself warmer, so I am posting early and going to bed. I am really, really, really sick of being sick. Older son seems somewhat recovered from whatever stomach bug sent him home from school -- he had chicken soup and peanut butter toast for dinner -- but I am pretty sure I have a fever and am feeling generally miserable. And I can't take anything besides Tylenol, which has never worked for me as well as ibuprofen! Yeah, I know, I'm a big whiner. Sorry. *g*

I managed to work while I could see straight earlier, wrote up Chase Masterson interviewing Robert Beltran and Brannon Braga answering questions about what might have been on Threshold (though he refused to say whether Caffrey and Cavennaugh were going to end up in bed together, grr). Spent most of the afternoon making older son tea and trying to get younger son to do his homework when all he wanted to do was check something on AdventureQuest. Hey, does anyone in the DC area know of any places that accept donations of no-longer-working TVs, computers, etc. that they might be able to use for parts to repair other TVs? Our old Sony only needed one little part that we couldn't track down locally, but I am betting someone somewhere who plays with old equipment might.


Gull standing on the ice in the middle of the lake at the complex where I took the gosling photos this summer.


We are supposedly getting some snow overnight and then more tomorrow night, so my kids could be delayed for school both days or cancelled or who knows what. In any event, older son will be staying home tomorrow so he can recuperate and I will be hoping I have enough of a voice to call dryer repair places, since Sears can't get here till the 22nd and I cannot wait that long.

Collapse ) It's the 26th anniversary of my Bat Mitzvah. How scary is that?