the annie blog

I had quite an interesting evening last night. We headed out with a friend of ours to dinner. Dinner was fabulous. We went to this Italian place we love. Our friend had never been there, but he really enjoyed it. I had the Scampi Damien, which is shrimp and linguine in a lemon garlic butter sauce. Divine! I ate a lot of it, but not all. Just a little left on my plate. Then we were heading to Border’s bookstore to kill some time before the show we had tickets for. As soon as I stood up from my seat in the restaurant I knew something was wrong. I got lightheaded and felt HOT.

We walked to the car and by the time we pulled out of the parking lot I thought I was going to puke all over the back seat. I had brought my knitting along and dumped it all on the floor and sat with my little knitting bag on my lap ready to puke. Mark was in the front seat chatting away. Traffic was heavy so I knew we couldn’t just stop anywhere – plus we were kind of a time schedule. I got all cold and clammy and rested my head against the window to cool down. My stomach was making these awful noises – I can’t believe they didn’t hear me in the front seat. Plus I was all doubled over in pain. I tried to breathe real slowly and shut my eyes. The road seemed exceptionally bumpy and curvy – every little turn tossed my tummy even more. I figured IF I made it to the bookstore I would run to the bathroom and throw up. We finally got the bookstore and Mark finally noticed me. His face was in shock. I was dripping sweat and totally pale.

We let our friend walk ahead of us and we said we were gonna sit out front of the bookstore a minute. I told Mark what was going on. He felt so bad for not noticing. I ran to the bathroom and stayed in there for awhile. When I came out Mark suggested that I get something to settle my tummy. Luckily they had tea – I got some Ginseng Peppermint (Republic of Tea) – I knew the peppermint would help. I sucked it down rather quickly and started to feel a little better. Then I got all teary. I get that way when I don’t feel well. I was all sad about feeling icky and making Mark take care of me, plus I’m just a big ole baby on top of everything. So we walked around the bookstore and every little time I would look at a book Mark would pick it up and say he was going to buy it for me. By the time we ended up leaving I had over $130 worth of books! What a sweatie! Like I really needed those – I already have tons to read. That made me even more teary. I had to visit the bathroom a few more times and I was still crying all through the store.

We headed to the theatre and we had great seats. We saw “Bat Boy: The Musical” – it’s so much fun, kind of like Rocky Horror. We enjoyed this production, we have seen it before, and this one was better. I think our friend thought we were fighting because I was all teary and quite all of a sudden. We had super seats that were smack dab in the middle of the theatre. I started getting all hot and icky feeling again. At intermission I raced out to the lobby and got some Slice to drink. That made my tummy feel better, but I decided not to go back in and sit in my seat. I spoke with the usher about how I wasn’t feeling well and asked if I could sit in the last row. I’m glad I did because my stomach started making noises again and I would’ve been so embarrassed to have that happen with people around me. I made it through Act II. On the way home I tried to sleep in the back seat, but everytime I’d start to drift off I’d get dizzy – kind of like when you’ve had too much alcohol. So I sat up and kept my forehead against the window.

We finally got home and I slept in my sweater and undies. I didn’t wake up once. I finally woke at 11:30 this morning. I wasn’t hungry for lunch, but I had salad and a cinnamon role – yummy and niutritious, huh? I drank some coffee and I feel ok. I do feel a little run-down, but I think I’ll make it. I have NO idea what happened to me. That totally sucked! Tonight we’re heading out again. Another restaurant and then we’re going to see Second City Improv group perform. I am getting an aisle seat just in case I can’t keep my dinner down again tonight. I think I am still a little feverish, but I feel tons better.

Hopefully I can eat normally tonight. I’ll try and be careful with what I order…..

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Here’s my five:

1. Are you superstitious? No I’m not.

2. What extremes have you heard of someone going to in the name of superstition?
I don’t probably just usual ones. I don’t think anyone I know personally behaves oddly because of superstitions

3. Believer or not, what’s your favorite superstition? The black kitty crossing in front of you. I love kitties – they can’t be harmful.

4. Do you believe in luck? If yes, do you have a lucky number/article of clothing/ritual? I believe in luck – though I suppose it’s actually fate. No lucky things for me, though I kinda wish I had something.

5. Do you believe in astrology? Why or why not? Not really – I like to read it for the humor though.

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We had a very nice little lunch gathering with our friends today. We exchanged Valentine’s and had a nice time. Of course, I was the ONLY one that ordered tea at the tea room. Everyone else had Diet Coke. WTF? Oh well, I know I don’t have that much in common with some of my friends, but come on. I ordered the Lapsang Souchang and everyone could smell the smokiness of it and turned up their noses. I tried telling them how deep and delicious it was. But, no avail… I also was talking about my quilt and my new knitting endeavors and no one cared. None of them are crafty. They kind of scoff at me about it. They don’t read the same things I do – they pretty much only read the basic Danielle Steele, Nora Roberts, John Grisham stuff. I’ve read that too, but not all the time. I’m sure they have no idea who Margaret Atwood even is – and she’s one of my all-time faves. Plus, one of the women is a librarian – I really and truly bet she has no idea who Atwood is. Unreal. And they are all TV freaks. They watch tons of sit-coms and have no idea what’s going on in the news. Oh well, I finished my tea and got back in my car, tuned in to NPR and headed back home. Maybe it’s best this way. The only person that really understands is Mark. Thank goodness I have him…

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I have been very good tonight. I haven’t broken anything. Whoop! I am going to work on my quilt because it’s due tomorrow night. I think it’s funny to have due dates since I’m usually the one making the assignments.

Mark stayed home from work today. Physically exhausted. He just needed a mental health day. Which meant that I was ultra busy at work. I usually take over for a lot of things he does during the day. Ah, the joys of working with your spouse. Actually, I love working with him. I need a lot of attention and I can get it just by walking by and having him wink at me.

Tomorrow we are celebrating Valentine’s with some of our friends. We are meeting for lunch at a tea room and exchanging Valentine’s with each other. It’s usually a very fun day.

BTW – there is a lovely pink spot on our rug due to last night’s fiasco. If I position the coffee table just so – you can’t tell because of the shadow from the table lamp. My God, I should be working on Trading Spaces…

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Well, I just did a major boo-boo. I was working on my Valentine’s cards, and had my pillar candle lit on the coffee table in front of me. The candle was on its last legs. Barely holding up. I keep my eye on it because it’s almost overflowed once before. So, about 15 minutes later I get up and walk to the trash. I’m now on the other side of the coffee table and wax is running off the table and collecting in a big pool on the rug. Our 2 week old brand new are rug! I blow out the flames and try to prevent the wax from running off the table any more. I put my hand under the table and collect the rest of the wax in my hand. I have no idea how people into S&M can stand having wax on their body. I burnt the shit out of my hand! So I run to the kitchen while I’m leaving a trail of wax behind me. By this time, it doesn’t even look like a candle anymore. It’s become this big mushy puddle dripping off the candle stand I use for it. I decide to scrape the wax off the kitchen linoleum first. Then I tackle the coffee table – the mahogany coffee table! I get that taken care of, then I start searching for my bottle of Wax Away. I have a wax problem obviously, so I use Wax Away all the time. It’s the best damn product out there. I scrub and let it soak for about 15 minutes. By this time I think I’m gonna get it as best I can. So, the rug is a sage green with beige speckles, and the wax is bright burgandy! It’s still very obvious. Can you say decorating challenge? Mark isn’t home right now – I’m sure he’ll laugh at me.

Let me talk about our hat that I’ll be wearing when he walks in. We have tons of little things we do – as do most couples. One of the many oddities is the Naughty Bowler. It’s an old time black bowler hat. We leave it hanging off the back post of a side chair in our family room. When one of us has done something “naughty” (hey guys, don’t go there, I’m not talking sex….) I’m talking naughty like dripping wax all over our new rug. Then the person wears the hat and doesn’t have to say a word. So, as soon as I hear the garage door open I’ll grab the hat and put it on my head. When he walks in and sees me, all he has to do it look at me and he will know something’s up. But the really bad thing is that I’ve already worn the naughty bowler earlier today! I break things all the damn time. I was printing something, and the printer jammed and I tried to yank the paper out and ripped it and got paper caught and while I was trying to get the paper out I yanked a piece of the printer off in my hand. WTF! So I let it stay there until Mark came home, at which time I had the bowler promptly on the top of my head. I can’t imagine how much he’ll crack up when he sees me with it on again today. Oh man, I’m never gonna hear the end of this…

Someday I’ll talk about the hats we have in the house – but for now, the only one that’s atop my head is that damn naughty bowler…

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I finally get to stay home tonight. We’ve been super busy lately. Last night we did comedy. That always wears me out…Plus, I don’t to bed till LATE. On Sunday we had a friend in town, so he and his wife stopped by to visit for a few hours. Actually, four hours. So as soon as they left I started on stuff I needed to do. We watched the Grammy’s, but I was really involved with my homework stuff. For some reason, the Grammy’s didn’t interest me this year. Oh well…

Tonight I need to vacuum, fold some laundry, empty the dishwasher, and work on my quilt. I hope not to bring any school work home tonight. I just want to be in my house without any school stuff to do.

I love when I first come in to work in the morning. I’m usually about the only one here this early, and I go through all my sites before I actually get working. I like that. Well, I should probably do that work stuff, huh? Kind of sleepy today…

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Bethanie

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create your own visited states map
or write about it on the open travel guide

Well, I guess I am a midwest girl. I need to get out more… Even though I’ve been to California, I still haven’t seen the ocean. Pathetic, huh?

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I have done much on my quilt. Now I know why there are thimbles. My little fingers are killing me. Hand sewing is hard. How did those women in the olden days stitch EVERYTHING by hand?? Unreal. I have a huge respect for them now. I think my finger is getting a bruise or something – (can you say big baby?)

I think I’ve griped about the cold already, but man, it’s brutal out there. And, I know that it’s not even that cold here compared with other places – (once again, I’m a big ole baby)

Enough of my whining. I’m gonna go back and quilt some more. Mercy I’m a whiner tonight…

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Well, it’s the weekend and I’m very glad about that. I was able to work on my quilt last night and I’m gonna pick it back up here as soon as I’m done. I have some homework, but not tons, so I will get that done today too. It is bitter cold outside, so I imagine we’ll be staying inside today. The wind is just killer. It burns your skin something fierce.

I still am a bit obsessed with getting rid of things in my world – stuff. I have a fear of letting life go by and not really noticing everything. Maybe I’ve been reading too much Zukov, Thoreau, Northup and Myss. I don’t know. They seem to be living exactly how they want to and notice EVERYTHING around them – every molecule, every sunset, every falling leaf. Wouldn’t that be nice? Oh, man, so many questions in life. I’m glad I’m asking those questions though. I feel sorry for the folks that don’t ever question anything. Blind followers don’t have my respect.

I am sipping on some yummy coffee right now and feel like listening to NPR, sipping my joe, and working on the hand sewing on my quilt. What else could I need? Oh, how could I forget, there’ll be a kitty somewhere near me. She loves to craft with me. If I’m hand sewing, she insists on sleeping on the whatever I’m working on, if I’m knitting she plays with the ball of yarn and wants to drag it all around the house, if I’m at the machine sewing, she insists on sleeping right by the machine making it impossible to even pull my fabric through. Gotta love her though. She’s momma’s little crafter.

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