1. Saying the year “Twenty-Ten” makes me feel like I am living inside of a Science Fiction Novel. Which is kind of awesome – even if most things ‘Sci-Fi’ scare the crap out of me.
2. Having the house to myself for several consecutive days. Which was also awesome – except for at night, because I am still terrified of the dark, especially when I am alone.
3. Spending Quality Time with my son JCH and listening to him play his new Electric Guitar. Because other than hearing high-pitched-squealing-riffs that sound like he’s murdering the instrument? He’s getting quite good.
4. Becoming deathly ill with the flu, while having the house to myself, and being solely responsible for taking care of my 13-year-old son JCH, and my 89-year-old Grandfather Poppa Sye. Which was not awesome at all.
…..BUT…..
5. Having one of my girlfriends surprise me – and show up at my house wielding ‘All Things Necessary’ to aid in the recovery from said deathly illness?
= Totally. Super. Awesome.
6. And! Not only did she bring cold medicine, and hot soup for me? But, she also brought dinner for both my son and my grandfather. Which touched me so deeply, I could have broke down and cried – except that I didn’t – because I was already so stuffy, I couldn’t imagine producing even more mucus.
7. And! As if that wasn’t enough? She came back The Very Next Day with more food for me, AND homemade meatballs, pasta, gravy, grated cheese, and garlic bread for both my son and my grandfather, who proceeded to clean their plates like savages. And despite the fact that my throat was so sore, I felt like I had swallowed a porcupine, I ate every single bite of her super-delicious-possibly-magical-Lentil Soup-with-tremendous-healing-powers.
8. I confessed a ‘secret’ to my Very Best Friend [even though she already knew it] and NEVER felt judged by her. Instead, I was reassured repeatedly, that nothing could, or would, ever come between our friendship. Unless, of course I lie to her, because quite frankly, I lost the ability to pull off hiding things from my friends a very long time ago.
9. Recognizing, appreciating, and feeling profoundly grateful – for the amazing network of support and friendships that I have in my life.
10. Being sick and incapacitated, affords that special guilt-free kind of time to watch endless Television like: The E! Channel and all it has to offer, Law & Order, Scrubs, 30 Rock, and, my new favorite show, Hoarders, Marathon-Style. And, I finally got around to watching the movie ‘The Hangover’ which may very well be the funniest movie I have ever seen. Especially since I watched that movie for the third time, trying my best to memorize my favorite lines, while in a delirious state of mind [courtesy of a 102 fever] and under the influence of a NyQuil medication induced haze.
* Good Times *
Side Bar:
Speaking of Nyquil, my adrenal glands must operate differently than any other human being on the plant. Because while most people respond to NyQuil much like they would to chloroform, I react to NyQuil like someone who has taken an overdose of Adderall. Seriously, how else could I possibly explain this next little tale?
After spending three days bed-ridden, and feeling frustratingly useless, I took another healthy dose of NyQuil, fully prepared for another good night’s rest. But, all of a sudden, I felt an overwhelming urge to spring out of my bed. And, I was oddly inspired to BAKE something.
Yes. I should know by now that, Baking + Meleah = A Very Bad Idea.
I am sure most of you remember what happened the last time I tried baking? Yeah?, Well, this experience was no different. Yes, I followed the instructions to the letter. And thankfully, no one was injured. But, of course, I still managed to make a complete mess of things when the cake mix sprayed wildly and uncontrollably, only to land all over my pajamas, bathrobe, face, and hair. At least, this time around, the buttery-battery-goodness did NOT end up on the kitchen ceiling. However, I am totally blaming NyQuil for my lack of motor skills, and not on the fact that I have little to no eye-hand coordination. In good news, that lovely experiment forced me to finally take that shower and wash my germ infested bathrobe.
Bonus Material:
11. I am proud to say that I have officially accumulated enough comfy, cozy, sets of pajamas to wear a fresh, clean, new pair, every single day – without having to do a single load of laundry. Maybe 2010 will be the year where it will finally become ‘socially acceptable’ to wear pajamas at all times, and under any circumstance. {What, a girl can dream.}
And lastly,
12. Over the course of my illness, I enjoyed several steaming hot cups of tea from my new favorite mug that I purchased from ‘The Midget Man Of Steel’, because even though I was sick, I always need a daily dose of Mental Poo.
And that my friends; has been a kickawesome way – to start off the New Year.
I hope ya’ll had a great New Years Eve! How has your New Year been so far?
