CHILL! CHILL!

I know you are all upset because I have not posted for a few days. Your lives have not been the same. You can't sleep, eat right or talk properly. You have the shakes and can't concentrate. Its like your head is foggy. You are going through major withdrawals. I am like a drug that you cant live without. You want too, but you can't. As hard as you try not to come here, you just can't help yourselves. I make you feel too darn good. When I am gone, you feel miserable. Well, I am back. You know that pesky little fly that has been buzzing around your head all day? That is really me. You can swat and swat, I will just keep coming back. You might as well face it. You can not escape me. mmmwwwhhhahahahahahah.

I hate when I am out of commission. It is no fun feeling lousy. Not to mention, when I start to function again, I feel like I am "out of the loop". After over a week of debate on whether or not I had a cold or if it was JUST my allergies, I finally had to do something. I was having a very bad Monday, so I decided I would try some of the over the counter claritin. If that did not work, I would bite to bullet and go to the clinic on Tuesday. The claritin has seemed to help a lot, however it is not as good as my prescription allergy meds. I really do not know why it is necessary to go see the Dr every year to get a your prescription "renewed". I am positive now that it is allergies. I cannot for the life of me understand why they have been causing me such grief when it has been cold again. I will also add that they have never been this horrible. I guess what they say about the worst allergy season must be true.

I am going to warn you that right now I look like a freak of nature. Please do not be frightened if you see me. Tough on my good days, I know! :o) My eyes are blood shot. I squint because they burn. There is this sticky slimy substance, oozing out of them. Sometimes a stream of tears are running out of them. My nose is crusty and scabbed over from all the wiping. It also doesn't help that when it itches, I try to rub it right of my face. I am also stuffy, but can still manage to have a drip escape from time to time, without warning. My lips are dry and cracked from all the mouth breathing, and it tastes like I have been eating from the cat box. It most likely smells like it too. YUCKY! On top of all of this, I have an enormous zit right in the middle of my forehead. I never get zits there! Why oh Why?!

So, after all of that, I am glad I still have my sense of humour. Al wouldn't notice if I lost a leg, but he certainly noticed the zit. :o) He decided that my name was not appropriate for the time being, so he gave me a new one. He thought "Shamalia, the Arabian dot woman" would be a more appropriate name. Then he said, "May be it is not Arabian, but something else." I would have to agree with him on that. I don't think that is right, but I couldn't tell you what is. It is a shame, but I am glad that I am not the only ethnicity illiterate person in the world. I gess I didint receev a veri guud edjumukayshun. Mey bee I shuld go bak tu skule.

Thanks to all of you for the birthday wishes and making it a good one. I had a very good time, even if I was sawing logs by 8pm.

Just a little tip for future reference, almost all stores in Sioux falls are closed on Easter. Save yourself the headache of driving around to all of the doors on the stores to read the hours. And the humiliation of being the laughing stock of the employee's when they review the tapes the next day. I hope everyone had a good Easter!