Attack o' the crud

So, last Saturday, I was unusually tired. I thought because Friday was unusually busy, but by Saturday afternoon/evening it was a struggle to keep my eyes open. I tried to watch the Holy Grail with Allie, but fell asleep at the Knights who say "Nee!" part--the last thing I remember is the knights demand for shrubbery.

By Sunday morning, I was sick, real draggin' your wagon sick. I slept all day...Monday, still sick but somewhat mobile and pledging not to be sick! I will not be sick! Pure stubborness dragged me to work on Tuesday. But, Wednesday my body said- "Hey, screw you, you're sick!" So, admitting defeat and unable to go an hour with out hacking cough and fever, I relented. Wednesday and Thursday I was sick - drank tea, ate chicken noodle soup, watched bad TV.

Friday I was a wee bit better, but still not great. Went back to work. Saturday slightly better still. Today, a mild cough but finally at last better.

Here are some things I learned from my two days of illness:

-My cat is lonely. He slept on me and demanded play much of the day- figuring this was a rare occasion to have one of the humans home.

-"St. Elmo's Fire" a very '80s film was not as good as I remember it. When I saw it as a teenager in the 80s I thought they characters were cool. Now, I think, what a bunch of selfish a**holes.

- I think I would like to be on a make-over show. I don't care how pathetic I have to look or how bad the make-over professionals slag my current wardrobe. I want a stylist to do my hair and make up and get thousands of dollars of new clothes. I apparently have no shame.

-I have really ugly pajamas. I don't really have "formal" pajamas- I have flannel bottoms, flannel boxers and ancient t-shirts with holes and stains. A bit of advice- don't examine yourself in the mirror when you are sick. Its just bad. I really horrified myself. You know how when you're all sweaty and your hair gets snarly and mashed up? Or how your skin is all yellow and jaundiced, except your red nose and your dark circles under your eyes? Yea, well that was me. Perhaps thats why I wanted to go on a make-over show....

- The Democrats debate. No Mike Gravel, no comic relief. There was much made of the so-called "attacks" on Hillary. John Edwards seemed to be the most direct. Obama did a bit, but bungled on the immigrant drivers license deal- which I thought was a pretty rookie mistake, because the question was sure to be asked. Frankly, it was boring. Maybe because there has been so many, and everyone reherses their "talking points" - its irritating. I thought Joe Biden did well because he said about the debate: "Nobody cares about this..." and went on to list people's real life concerns. I'm still cool to Hillary. There is a difference between being driven and being passionate. She's driven. She's so frickin' calculating...at the end of the debate someone asked her if she preferred diamonds or pearls. She said "both"- Yes, heaven forfend she should offend either diamond or pearl partisans or lobbies! Goodness me, couldn't actual answer a total softball with an authentic response...being authentic makes it so hard to maneuver to a new position!

-Allie and I are total devotees to "Project Runway" - the new season started on Wednesday. The first winner was a hunky guy from Israel, who designed this really beautiful goddess style gown. Its hard to pick favorites at the beginning because there are so many designers. But, I have a least favorite- she's this totally annoying earthy, spacey chick that rubbed her fabric in the grass to "pick up the aura of the earth" or some such ridiculous thing. She's mega-irritating.

That's all from the week of illness. Lessons learned.