Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

It's April, Fools!

So, instead of blogging I have been doing all sorts of fun things:

  • Nursing a lovely case of group A streptococcus that I somehow caught despite my hermit-like existence.

  • Thinking about the fact that my baby's second birthday will happen in sixteen days, and despite months of saying, "I'm not going to wait 'til the last minute like last time," I have essentially waited until the last minute to plan things.

  • Being riddled with insomnia when sleep is what I need most right now. Some nights I find the dawn's early light creeping in the windows and realize I am still wide awake and that in just a couple of hours I'm going to have to get up anyway, whether I've slept or not.

  • Watching The Mighty Boosh Seasons 1-3 instead of cleaning or anything else productive.

The excitement is palpable, I know. I did finish the books I mentioned a few posts back. The Time Traveller's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger was surprisingly good. Surprising to me anyway since I usually hate most "best-seller" books.

The other was Darkness Visible by William Golding. I liked it, too. Now I am working on Willa Cather's The Troll Garden, and Other Selected Stories.

Well, that is all for now. Barely worth the trouble of clicking over here, I know. Sorry. I'm sick and not up to snuff, which is really sad since I've sort of set the bar pretty low!