I'm done with being sick more then I should be. I can't decide if it's the child or if it's the job or if it's the fact that I had pneumonia once. I try eating healthy and exercises and I still get sick WAY more then I used to.
It's annoying and it's ALWAYS respiratory.
Bastard little green phlegmballs.
Isabella and I started a financial planning class tonight. 13 weeks of instruction to get our asses in gear for making sure Niamonster (and perhaps some future children) are set when growing up.
Believe me, we'll instill in them the virtues of making a living for themselves, but I also don't think you can expect a teenager to be able to pay thousands of dollars for college when they can't even keep money in their checking account.
I'm sure you'll hear more about this in the future with both of our blogs.
I asked my wife last night if I needed tickets to the gun show. She was trying to flex for me. It'd be even funnier for you if you knew how scrawny she was.
Finally -
Interesting stuff going on in Teh... uh... you know that one place that just had elections. (Don't want some crazy ass coming over to my blog and censoring me... or.. whatever they're doing.)
I guess I never really understood riots and destroying things to make a point. I mean... you're not really making much of a point at all.
What goes through your head?
"This election was rigged! Quick! Everyone throw bricks through the windows of local stores!"
Cause... that's going to accomplish a lot. Irony sure would set in if the store owner was two blocks down throwing bricks into someone else's window.
I'd hate to be a police-person in that state. Get up in the morning knowing you're going to have to get crap thrown at you all day. I mean - I don't agree with what's going on over there at all, but you have to be somewhat sympathetic to the police officers. Could you imagine waking up in the morning knowing full well that you were probably going to get rocks and bricks thrown at you while people try to rip you off your bike so they can burn it. Just because your jacket says "Police".
I don't think violence is the answer, but if someone threw a brick at me, you bet your ass I'd crack them in the head with a billy club.
Just sayin'...
Hope your Wednesday is full of happy, billy club-free moments!
5 comments:
Thanks for the graphics. Now I really know what's going on inside of me when I get a cold. Sorry you're feeling so crappy.
Wise move about the financial planning classes. And you are so right about teenagers.
I have to agree on your sentiments about the Iranian Police. What a bummer to put on a jacket with the word police on it only to know you're a target.
You wished us billy-club free moments today. Thanks, but are you sure you're safe after calling your wife "scrawny." I'm just sayin'. . .
Can't help much with the respiratory stuff- aside from advising you to sleep with a cool mist humidifier. But for sinus and congestion and such things connected to sinuses... 2 words!! NETI POT
It takes some getting used to and is kinda totally weird. But I love my Neti Pot and can't imagine getting through allergy season, sinus infections, colds without it.
I am sick ALL THE TIME. Like 10 months out of the year. It is so annoying. The Neti Pot really works, but it's a pain sometimes. I forget to use mine a lot.
There are some days my sinuses bother me so much that I wouldn't even mind if someone hit me in the head with a brick.
I was about to be beaten with a billy club but as I was reading your blog, the guy turned around and walked in the other direction! Thanks Shank!
Garret
Let me just be the 3rd person to chime in on the wonders that is the Neti Pot. However, it's more of a preventative thing. The few times I've tried to use it after I was already sick, all it did was tickle and I couldn't stop myself from sneezing...not pretty.
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