Am at the tail end of the worst allergy attack I've had in years. I came home last night and Matt was laying on the couch in just his shorts... the couch is covered in dog hair from an unfortunate past experience. I'm highly allergic. I've been keeping a sheet on it but the sheet had gotten really manky and so I'd taken it off to wash.. Matt didn't realize this.. probably didn't even notice.. just flopped himself down.
When I came in he was all with the "I've missed you, come here and let us do sweaty things!" which is great but I was like "Not on the couch!" So we adjourned to the bedroom and got all ... y'know.. sweaty. Which was nice.. but then we were going to go to sleep and he rolled over.. I put my arm around him and buried my face in his back.
That was at .. uh.. 10:30 last night? My eyes have been swollen, red, runny, and painfully itchy since then. My nose won't stop running and I can't stop sneezing. I keep wheezing. I changed the sheets, made him shower, and took a Benadryl and eventually slept but I'm just miserable.
I had my appointment with my girlie doctor this morning who took one look at my eyes and said "What's wrong?" and then volunteered to write me a prescription for Zyrtec-D. I get to the pharmacy to find that it's not covered by my insurance. I'm taking store-brand version of Claritin and just dying until it kicks in.
In other news:
slightlytricky: I'm so glad you love my boys. And man I'm just tickled pink about the Jack/Alan thing.. it makes Jack even more real and easier to write. Whee!
Sailors: Speaking of easier to write Jack.. how about we start that big group thingy after lunch?
kiltsandlollies and ravenscathedral: Do try not to kill anyone this weekend. We all want stories when you get back and in the mean time you've got my number if you need anything.. sympathetic ear... advice on explosives.. bail money. You know where to get me.
wilfulcait and I are going camping. If either of us can breathe long enough to make it up there. I love this trip, I love these people. I'm going to miss Matt (who has the Bratling for the weekend and has decided to go fishing instead) but it's going to be nice to be in a tent again.
Hey Melly? Did you get all teary-eyed yesterday while listening to Stephen's wedding at the end of The Surgeon's Mate? Yes. Yes I did. Bite me.
I updated the 20 Songs Meme with answers because.. well.. some of them were a little out there.
There will be more memes and some surveys and general boredom spam. Because it's Friday. And why not?
We're going to have people clustered around our tent tonight going "what's wrong in there?" "I don't know, it sounds like they're dying!" "I'm not going in there." "Yeah, me neither." *wander away shaking heads*
I talk a good game but unless I can get my head to clear up I can't put anything up this afternoon. I'm working on it though.. I may put something up and then lock it until I decide if I'm happy with it.
Imma use my Katchoo now on you. Ph33r her wrath.
In my humble experience.. redneck weddings make the best stories later. Trust me. I now have stories that include the line "What is that on her ass? I think it's her dress!" courtesy of redneck weddings. Take notes.