Well, I opened up the “new post” window a while ago, but haven’t had any inspiration yet. I went to Facebook and Twitter to see what I’ve been writing about lately, to get some ideas.
About a week ago, Paul got a cold, and passed it on to me. He has since gotten better, but this darn thing keeps hanging around. I am getting frequent sinus headaches, which aren’t too much fun! Since I’m allergic* to pseudoephedrine, my options for clearing the cause of those headaches were limited. I sent Paul to the store and he came back with a neti pot. I’ve tried it a few times and I haven’t been overly impressed, though I am excited that I finally got it to work. It doesn’t seem to really be clearing my sinuses though. But, since people swear by it, I’m willing to give it another chance.
I hate colds! I hope it goes away soon. And I hope Savannah doesn’t get it. So far, so good!
I made myself a green smoothie for the first time this week. I was going to have it for lunch every day, but I’ve managed to only have it on Monday. Oh well! Maybe tomorrow. I made it with frozen fruit (strawberries, peaches, pineapple, melon, and grapes), a banana, spinach, water, and a little bit of whey protein. It was pretty good, if I do say so myself, and really filled me up. I am trying to eat healthier lunches because I tend to snack a lot instead of eating a full meal. I also started running at the Y. I had stopped swimming because my suit (bought new last summer) is falling apart and I’m frustrated. I decided that I can’t use it as an excuse not to work out, so if I don’t swim then I have to run.
My flip-flops broke last week. They were my trusty pair that I’ve had for years, and I am very sad to see them go. I tossed them in the kitchen trash can. Savannah found them and rescued them, saying “shoe, shoe!” (She was very concerned about it being in the trash!) She carried them around for a few days. Last night I was cleaning up after she went to bed and I found the flip flop on the couch with a sharp knife sticking out of it, voodoo style. Neither Paul nor I have any idea where she would have gotten the knife – our best guess is that she must have sneaked it while Paul was emptying the dishwasher. It just cracked me up seeing the shoe with the knife sticking out of it.
Savannah has learned to recognize when it’s time for Paul to come home from work. When she sees me getting my purse and keys around that time, she gets really excited and says, “Dada! Dada!” (We usually go pick him up from the train station.) A few days ago, I told her that I was trying to find my shoes and then we would go. She then went and got my running shoes and brought them to me. I thought that was so cute. :-) (But, sadly, I was actually looking for my sandals since I dislike wearing socks in the summer!)
Well I should probably get to bed. It’s almost 1am!
* I got yelled at this by a doctor one time so I need to clarify. I am not actually allergic – I just have a sensitivity to pseudoephedrine. It’s just easier to say allergy.