DAYLIGHT

It's amazing how an extra hour of daylight can affect me (and many others).  The prospect of winter ending and spring/summer beginning has put me in an unusually good mood.  Yes, it's pitch black when I wake up, but who cares?  I'm not doing anything but going to work then anyway. 

My good mood might also be due to the fact that my kitchen clock is right for the first time since September.

To celebrate, here is a picture of the wonder-pug, staring into the sun:

WRAP-UP

The weekend started out looking pretty grim.  I hadn't eaten food since Tuesday and it wasn't looking like I was going to any time soon.  But then, a miracle!

I was in Upper Montclair returning a pair of jeans (they were too big, huzzah!) when I was overcome by the smell of burger.  Having not eaten anything other than a bagel in 4 days, I think I may have actually started to drool a little.  And I decided fuck it.  I wanted a burger, consequences be damned.  And there were no consequences!  Despite not being able to even eat a plain bagel without getting sick, I somehow managed to stomach a grease-bomb from Five Guys.

So the weekend ended up being better than I thought.  All because of a cheeseburger. 

QUIET TIME

One of the main reasons I moved to Montclair (and my apartment specifically) was it's proximity to the train.  Even though I'm only 12 miles from the city, that 12 miles can often take an hour with traffic and cost a lot of money with bridges and tunnels.  As it is now, I walk across the street and pay 11 bucks, and I'm in the city in a half hour without any hassle.  One thing I never expected was how much I would grow to love the sound of the train, it's rumbling and vibration and the train horn itself.

When I moved here, there was already an ordinance in place that prohibited any train horns between 7 pm and 7 am.  Recently, the town adopted an ordinance making it a "Quiet Zone".  This means any train horns at any time are not allowed.  Ignoring the obvious safety issues that may come with this, it bothers me because I miss that sound.  There was something oddly comforting about it.  

I moved here knowing full well that there was no shortage of snooty, entitled a-holes.  But this is what they decided to focus time and energy on?  If you don't want to hear trains, why move to a place that has had them for years?

Every now and again some rogue conductor comes through, blasting the horn with reckless abandon.  I love that guy for two reasons.  First, because I miss the hell out of that sound.  Second, because you know some uptight jackass is furious about their peace and quiet being disturbed.  I just can't figure which reason makes me smile more.

ENOUGH

So I went to the doctor on Tuesday feeling as if a sinus infection or bronchitis was coming.  They told me I had a fever of 101 and gave me some antibiotics.  I walked out thinking this was good, the beginning of feeling better.  The best part was I didn't even feel that bad - I only went to the doctor because I have a pregnant co-worker and an 82 year old boss with basically no immunity.  I didn't want to be responsible for anyone else getting sick.

Tuesday night was the first dose of the antibiotics.  I haven't been able to eat food without getting sick since then.  And I still have to take this poison for one more day.  

I'm SO HUNGRY.

LUCK OF THE IRISH

My mom always said if I didn't have bad luck I'd have none at all.  Once again, though it pains me to say, my mother was right.  

After making it through the height of winter and avoiding being sick, my immune system finally betrayed me.  Unfortunately, it chose a really shitty time to do so.  The 4th Annual Sisters St. Patrick's Day Spectacular has been canceled because I'm too sick!  It sucks and it pisses me off.  But my sister is being super understanding about it and we've rescheduled for next weekend.  Sure we'll miss the parade, but I bet there will still be sales.

SICK PT. II

Because I'm sick, and the medicine is making me feel worse, I feel like today is the perfect day to use my get out of blogging free card.  So please enjoy these pictures of Sadie while I go sleep some more.

SICK

I started to feel a little icky this morning at work - a cough and tight breathing and slightly feverish.  As you know, this coming weekend is very exciting (and tradition!!) for me, so I immediately made an appointment with the doctor.  Turns out I had a fever of 101 and swollen lymph nodes and my ear looked on its way to infected.  It seems I have the beginning of an upper respiratory or sinus infection.  So the doc gave me my Z-Pack and off I went to buy fluids.  Lots and lots of fluids.  I need to feel better, and it needs to be before Friday.

My hatred for icky co-worker has grown, immensely.  Because I am sick.  And it's her fault.