Hi friends. It’s been a couple of days, huh? I was doing so good there for awhile and now it’s a couple of days and you don’t hear a peep from me. And you start to get a little resentful and you’re like “Hey girl, you talked me into checking your blog on a daily basis and now you don’t even say peep for a couple of days. What gives?!” Here’s what gives: I was really super sick you guys! Have you ever had bronchitis? Makes you cough up all kinds of gross stuff and it’s hard to breathe? And have you ever had a sinus infection? Where your head hurts so much you almost vom and think you might have a tumor? Ever have them all together?
So you can just shut up about me not writing in my damn blog, a-holes!
I’m sorry for that outburst.
I feel a lot better today!
I’d like to regale you with a story. This weekend Billy and I had plans to go to the Super Fun Cabin in Vermont with our friends. We’ve been to the cabin a few times and it’s always like the best weekend. And we had missed the last few Super Fun Cabin in Vermont adventures for various reasons: illness, my mom being in town (hi Mommy!), our honeymoon, etc. So we were super-psyched to go this time. I felt pretty sick on Thursday and left work early to rest up. I had to rest up for the Super Fun Cabin in Vermont weekend! So I rested. And on Friday I felt guilty for taking a day off work so I went in and got a bunch of stuff done, still feeling pretty ill. Friday night we got in a carpool with three of our friends and I nursed a package of cough drops and giggled and had snacks and basically had a really fun time! This is going well so far! So we get up to the Super Fun Cabin in Vermont and meet new people and Billy and I cook up a spaghetti dinner and I have one beer and WHOA. The train pulls up to Sleepytime Station for Emily. So it’s like 10pm and I say “you guys I think I have to go to bed.” So I miss the first night of Super Fun, have a really hard time sleeping with all the fun going on in the cabin, and that begins the downward spiral. Suffice it to say I spent the entire weekend hacking up a lung, unable to talk, sore throat like you wouldn’t believe, in bed watching Arrested Development. The highlight of the weekend, for me, was overhearing the following conversation, had over a particularly combative game of Settlers of Catan:
Billy: Where’d you go to reading school, nowhere?
Zilm: Where’d you go to counting school, your butt?!
I laughed but it masked my true desire to cry. And since we’d carpooled and we were 3+ hours from home we had to stay until Sunday afternoon. And then on Monday, you’d think I’d feel better but no. Then the sinus infection reared its ugly head and I couldn’t even watch Arrested Development. All I could do was sleep and moan. And my moaning didn’t have much effect because I still couldn’t make noise with my vocal chords. So Billy took me to the doctor, he told me I have sinusitis and bronchitis and gave me a bunch of prescriptions and I feel a lot better today. I just coughed up something gross, but all in all, much better.
And that’s where I’ve been. How was your weekend, jerk?