Lysol is Your Friend

My eyes are bleeding I have spent so much time reading blogs over the last two days. What else does one do when stuck at home looking after a sick little girl? Clean the bathroom....blahhhh, laundry...screw that, clean out the hall closet that can't be opened because it's so full....boring. Thank god for creative, crazy, hilarious, slightly insane bloggers! Without you, you, you and you oh yeah and you and you I would have gone completely batshit crazy over the past two days.

Oh how is the anklebiter? Well, a year ago I would say that she was suffering from a bad cold that has kicked the crap out of her. Today, well it could be swine/avian/black plague. Who knows? High temp, a cough that sounds as though she has a broken muffler in her chest and a headache. I must admit it has been several years since I have seen her knocked on her ass like this. The fact that only last week I was bragging to all the world about how healthy my kids are....yeah the irony has not escaped me. Anyway, she has been handed off to her father. I was expecting SWSNBN to answer the door in full hazmat suit. I would have taken a pic for you all. Unfortunately the opportunity to have the entire blog world make fun of her did not present itself. Though she did tell me she had phoned 5 different clinics today to find out what to do with sick Nora. All five told her the same thing: do not bring her to a clinic unless her temp is over 104 for a prolonged period...or she starts turning blue because she can't breathe. No brainer right? You would think so. SWSNBN felt the need to hear this from five different clinics. The definition of insanity is .......ah hell her craziness isn't worth the keystrokes.

Right now I am watching ETalk. This Biggest Loser show they talk of... that's some crazy shit. One of the contestants had to be airlifted to the hospital after running on the beach? Holy shit. I do not have satellite/cable tv. I have one television channel. Pick your chins up off the floor....I'm sure I'm not the only one. So I hear of all these reality tv shows and when I see clips on a news show or Etalk, I'm completely fascinated. People will do just about anything in front of millions of viewers, won't they? So yeah, I'm totally uncool when it comes to reality tv. I can't tell you who the last Bachelorette was, the winner of last season's Big Brother, or the Biggest Loser. I suppose it's not a lot different than writing about your daughter being sick and posting it for two people the world to read. We all have a bit of the voyeur in us.

This is not to say I do not watch tv. I rent entire seasons of tv shows when they come out on dvd. You see, I love tv without commercials (apparently a new fangled device called Tivo is now available and you can record and skip right through the commercials). I love not having to wait an entire week before finding out what happens. Yeah, I'm always a season behind but whatever, does not bother me.

Daffy commented on my last post that I should send my letter to the paper. Ha, I actually did that once, had a letter to the editor printed by the paper. I sent in a rant about Canada Post to our local paper and holy shit knock me over with a feather didn't they go and print it. I was surprised after it was printed that my mail didn't suddenly start appearing in some obscure village in China....it was not a nice letter. (yeah I totally see the fucked up grammar of that entire paragraph....sue me)

Well, an entire post about absolutely nothing. I should go and lysol my house, or watch Season 1 of the Tudors.

Hope everyone is healthy!