Things are pretty busy today, which is a good thing, but I'm too scatterbrained to feel like dealing with it, so maybe it's a bad thing.
Glucophage is evil. I've decided. There has got to be a better way.
Yesterday we were going to go to Jon and Laura's to watch the SuperBowl, but I was very sniffly and sneezy. I'm 90% certain it was allergies, but I didn't want to risk bringing germies to the baby. Besides, with the amount I was sneezing, allergies or not, I was going to be spreading my germies. That's just not necessary.
I had an eye appointment yesterday because I can't see a darned thing anymore. My prescription didn't change, really, which is annoying. I didn't care for the doctor, first of all, and second of all, there has GOT to be a decent reason for the blurry vision. Part of the problem is I don't do very well with eye tests. I'm so used to forcing myself to focus, that it's very difficult for me to decide "which is better, 1 or 2?" They are almost always the same. Plus, he ran through them so quickly, even after I asked him to slow down, that I didn't have time to adjust to the changes or really tell which was which. Blah. Maybe I'm just being pissy. I just find it very odd that after 26 years of having over +4 in both eyes, I started going to an optometrist instead of an opthamologist and suddently I've got +2.75 and +3.75. This makes no sense. Particularly since MY VISION IS MORE BLURRY NOW.
Sigh. Am I just too pissy a person? Probably.
Since I wasn't feeling terrific, Seth made dinner last night. We had some sausages that our friend Josh and Dalit brought back to us from L.A. as a thank-you gift for watching their kitties. Glatt Kosher Sausages. Who woulda thunk it? Anyway, my brother-in-law helped me find some recipes and we settled on an Apple and Sausage Supper recipe. This worked perfectly since one of the packages of sausage was smoked chicken apple sausage. Seth made it and it was terrific. Yay for Seth!
I am wearing a new skirt today. I love it. I bought it yesterday after my eye appointment. I couldn't see a darned thing when I picked it out, because my eyes were dilated, but I am happy to announce that I still like it.
A coworker of mine is really upset right now. And she has good reason to be. I wish I could give her words of encouragement, but I can't. I only know whe's upset because we're in cubicles so I can overhear what's going on. I"m trying hard not to listen. Really.
We are supposed to get ice tonight. I'm going to bring home work tonight just to ensure that I won't need to have bothered, and I'll come in to work tomorrow.
Sometimes I love my job. Today is not one of those times, but I don't especially dislike it today either... I'm just feeling a bit unmotivated.
Maybe I'd feel more motivated if I could breathe.
I need ideas for what to make for dinner tonight. Snap to it people, I need suggestions! Limitation: It has to be chicken. My brother-in-law came over yesterday to show me how to cut a chicken into pieces, so now I have raw chicken in my fridge.
Further limitation: I have no useful vegetables in the house right now with the possible exception of potatoes, onions, and maybe canned corn.
I made yummy quiches for Friday night's dinner. Yay for me. Planning the menu Friday was a nightmare. I hope not to repeat that experience. Therefore, from now on, I will only make chicken or brisket for shabbos dinner. So there.
I wish this banquet journal were done. Wouldn't that be nice?
I've been sleeping a LOT lately. I do not believe this is a good thing. If I felt any differently otherwise, I'd think I was depressed. Except that actually, I think that I'm happier than I've been in a long time. Weirdness. Maybe I've got seasonal affectiveness disorder. Except I love, love, love winter. But then again, maybe I love winter because I hibernate. I dunno. Regardless of the reason, I've been sleeping a lot.
I like gingerale.
I like birch beer too.
Does anyone know where to get kosher chickpea flour?
Ian and Alida brought us some dark chocolate from Belgium. Normally, I can't get NEAR dark chocolate. It gives me a ridiculous migraine. However, I was wrong. THIS is real dark chocolate. And it is yummilicious.
I wish I could re-teach myself to eat breakfast. I just hate wasting that time in the morning. Maybe if I weren't sleeping so much I'd be able to get up earlier to have breakfast.
I need an idea for a good Irish dish to bring to a purim seudah. It's a long story. But hurry up and come up with ideas for Irish dishes. It can't be a dairy dish. The obvious answer is to do corned beef and cabbage, and I dare say, that is an option. But what else??