yoga, books, movies, tv & too many crime procedurals – not necesarily in that order
I started feeling a cold coming on yesterday during work and by the time I left, all my joints were achey. When I got home I had reached full shivers, so I took a full ambien (I usually take half) a couple of advil, and passed out.
Cut to me waking up 10 hours later and, frankly, not better. The fever hasn’t broken, I’m still achey, and my head feels like it’s going to explode. Turns out working a month with 2 days off also wrecks havoc on your immune system. I got off easy the week of Xmas but the cold is having its revenge.
Right now I’m catching up on last night’s TV and eating dry Trix. Awesome.
I’m just waiting until 4 am so I can call out sick and then I’m headed back to the land of the unconscious sickies.
This evening, I was in one of the largest shopping areas I’ve ever seen – and yes, I’ve been to the Mall of America. This place was like if the Mall of America threw up outside and scattered nothing but shops and restaurants for like five square miles. Alas, there wasn’t anything that I really needed to buy and since I’ve got a super short holiday gift list it was nearly a wasted trip.
On the plus side, there was an Ulta location RIGHT near where I had to drop the Husband so I was able to replenish my Pur Minerals foundation/powder and finally restock my supply of Lincoln Park After Dark and Lincoln Park After Midnight. Then I got a sandwich and camped out in the Barnes and Noble with my kindle.
Mercy was back on tonight! I really really heart this show such that, like Castle, I can totally ignore when they do some preposterous shit because the show is written well and the casts have such good chemistry that I just. don’t. care. I love Mercy.
In book news, I’ve slightly abandoned The Woman in White for Death’s Daughter by Amber Benson. Possibly winter is a better time for Wilkie Collins and 19th century gothic fiction and based on the near 60 degree temps today, it is NOT winter – at least not yet. Technically I’m well-enough stocked on my kindle that I don’t need books for at least a couple of months, at the rate I’m going.
Because I can’t leave well enough alone, I’ve also got a plan to paint the upstairs bathroom tomorrow. I know.
