...that I would like to get forget about forever and ever and ever.
is my hope that I've been missed here at 'Be Food', and that you've all
been maintaining a midnight vigil until my return...but I suppose that
would be too much to ask.
Where do I begin to explain where the hell I've been the last month-plus?
I'm not sure if I ever said here, but I was struck mad by some kind of
cold-swollen throat virus sometime mid-to-late May. I felt so poorly
that I actually went to the island medical center...where I was told
that I would just have to wait it out and keep taking over the counter
medications to assuage the pain.
Pssht. I should have
just called my mom. She would have said the same thing, and I wouldn't
have had to pay for it. Or rather, my insurance.
three days in a row after this, I slogged my way through work
(thankfully we weren't terrifically busy yet), and then I came straight
home, guzzled an adult amount of Nyquil, and slept until the next
morning (kind of like in a regenerative Wolverine-esque fashion). And
after about a week and a half, I was finally on the mend. Just in time
for the beginning of the month of June.
started having laptop issues. Like, I'd reboot in the morning, and I'd
get a blank white screen instead my icons and information. Some
feverish texting happened between the husband and I...I tried this
suggested tip and that strategy and nothing brought my laptop back into a
state of viability. I finally unplugged the piece and let it sit until
Brent could look at it further for me (during a vacation visit in late
In the midst of all this, I was "impelled" to
move to a different room here at the housing complex I live in. Let's
just say that my move was due to an infestation...of the crawling
parasitic type. About a week after I'd gotten over my illness, I began
to notice itchy spots on random parts of my body. I didn't think much
of it at first, because it's happened at home, too...wayward spiders
creeping on me while I sleep, you know? But the itching persisted, so I
bought some Raid and fumigated my entire room. On a whim, I removed
all my bedsheets and sprayed the bed down, and that's when I saw the
Anyone who knows me well (really well, that
is) knows that this type of incident is like my worst nightmare come
true. It is my kryptonite, my Achilles' heel. Give me heights, snakes,
spiders any day of the week...but put me in a closed room with filthy
microscopic blood-sucking parasites (ticks, mites, lice, bedbugs), and I will go irrationally freakout-batshit crazy.
I informed the manager of the complex, and I was promptly moved to a
new room. And it was luxe...double (maybe triple) the size of my old
room, my own bathroom, nice big closet space, AND a kitchenette.
However...dreams only last for so long. A week and a half later, my old
room had been seriously stripped down and fumigated and ready for my
re-inhabitation. Welcome back, welcome back, welcome baaaaack.
that left the laptop issue. Two weeks ago, while Brent and the kids
were here, we made plans to take the gadget to Petoskey, MI, to an Mac
repair place...when lo and behold, the first time Brent powered it on,
it worked like nothing was wrong with it. Remember, it had been
unplugged for two weeks (during which time I'd had no access to this
blog)! So, the trip to the repair place was nixed, and i'llbedamned if
the laptop didn't start misbehaving again after that. Well, the trip to
Petoskey was not feasible for another week, but eventually we got it
there, and my laptop was finally fixed and restored and returned to me
on the Fourth of July.
Happy Birthday, America!
that which does not kill us makes us stronger. And I suppose that's
true. But I can't help feeling there was quite a bit of burden heaped
upon my shoulders in a short space of time...and ultimately, that made
me cranky and want to go home really bad. But since I won't be doing
that anytime soon, let it suffice for me to say that I have lots to tell
you, enough for several catch-up blog posts...not to mention pictures!