Day 91 is taking it easy...

March is over... and cue allergy season! Congestion and sinus headaches are things that I never encountered till I moved from Hawaii. I've been out of commission since Thursday trying to get my eyes to stop watering, this stubborn headache to go away and to hopefully (pretty, pretty please) regain the ability to breathe through my nose again. All of these seem like such distant dreams right now. But perhaps with enough tea and sudafed I'll be cured in a day or so!

Day 47 is over it

This has been my life for the past week and I am seriously over it. Being sick aint cute. Hacking away till 3am, keeping yourself awake because you can't stop coughing is certainly not my idea of a party. These bad boys have been by my side through it all. It's really too bad you can't enjoy cough drops while sleeping without risking choking because I would be all over that. Actually, it's too bad I can't just be done being sick already. I'll take that instead!

Day 42 loves new toys

Cure to practically anything that's ailing you? Shopping. I know, I know. So wrong, and yet... feels so right. I got a few pieces of new equipment today thanks to a sweet Amazon connection my sister has, (whatup Amazon!) and so instead of resting and getting better, I spent the better part of this evening playing with my new toys. So fun!

ps. this is a new film (yes, film) camera I got. It's manual focus and way old school. I love everything about it and never want to stop looking at it.

Day 41 overdid it

I decided to see if I could handle another trip to the gym tonight. I felt good about going, I was pumped to go, I had my workout clothes and sneakers. I was gonna be a champion..... I did 35 minutes of a workout then suddenly felt a little like I was going to die. Not something you want to feel at a gym or ever really. Long story short: don't try to go to the gym when you know you're sick. Lesson learned. Anyway, while waiting for my ride (aka. the bus!) I snapped this shot of the Beacon Hill Light-rail station. It's quite gorgeous and that clear blue sky doesn't hurt it one bit.

Day 40 knows what's coming

Well friends, it's happening. Every.single.year. of my life I get sick around my birthday. It's probably less because of my birthday and more because it's February and thats when people get sick, but either way, I choose to believe my impending aging is directly responsible for my being sick. This morning I felt the early signs and knew what was coming. A sore throat usually turns into a throat infection and a slight fever turns into the flu and a runny nose turns into a full blown ear infection. I'm not kidding, this always happens to me.

I kicked off my morning with some Emergen-C hoping it would at least help me get through the day. It definitely helped, but I know I'm not off the hook. I'll be sick in bed just like Katie soon. The real question is, who's gonna bring me a heart-shaped dunkin donut??

Day 40 is sick and tired

So that donut cold cure I mentioned didn't work out. Still sick. Even after napping for a good portion of the afternoon I'm ready to go back to bed. When I was younger one of the things that always made me feel better when I was sick was a good book. This is one of my favorites from the same author who brought you the wonderful and frightening "Where The Wild Things Are." It's about a sassy little boy who doesn't care about anything, gets eaten by a lion and realizes the error of his ways. In closing, "The moral of Pierre is: CARE!"