Guess what I got to deal with this past weekend? A husband with a bout of the flu. The serious flu, influenza kind. (The other kind could be just as bad, but lasts a much, much shorter time.) The kind that knocks you down, sends your fever soaring gives you aches, pains, headaches and chills. Finally, today, he's feeling better.
Funny thing is (or not) we all got both seasonal and the H1N1 vaccinations.
Like my new blog background? It seems a bit froufrou, but I'm in a froufrou mood. Love that Cutest Blog on the Block!
Work is back open and I'm madly playing catch up. It's nice to be back to some semblance of a routine.
Instead of listening to books on CD, I've been listening to the radio station(s) on my way to work. Now I remember why I quit listening to them. I get so damn bored. I flip between four--one NPR station and three mixed pop/rock/today's hits, etc. At least I get to have that "can't get this damn song out of my head" feeling every night. There's some fun pop songs out there, but not fun when they play the same ones every hour. I think there's a rotation of about 20, maybe 30 songs, and they are all the same all day and all night. Really? I forgot what it was like to listen to those kind of stations.
Here, let's see what I can get stuck in your head.
I don't think I have any other rants or raves inside me. Except, does anyone know what the "rockabilly" style is, in regards to clothing? I'm not sure I quite get what that is supposed to be.
Go, be more random than me.
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The flu sucks ass. Especially when it hits the HUSBAND of the species. My sympathies (and a case of wine) to you.
And that Mr. Bouble is sorta dreamy no?
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