blood, sweat & beer

for some reason i've been sweating a ton during step class. i mean hair plastered to forehead, shirt drenched, need to hydrate sweat. usually i run home and shower before doing anything else. not today. ran over to brian and jennifer's to see baby jack. dropped off some contracts at the real estate lawyer. got a coffee drink. stopped off at the bank to cash carrie's check (yeah, it took me this long). ran over to lowes to get specs on carpet. i'm finally home. luckily i wore a sweatshirt to trap the stench. but i just looked in the mirror and can't believe i was running around town looking like this. pretty soon i'll be wearing mom jeans and rocking the mullet.

we may go camping tomorrow night, depending on when jennaya has baby sam. jamie's gonna be there for the actual birth. don't think i'll volunteer for that one. i'll visit when everything is clean and tidy, no guts, blood and mucous. is it appropriate to bring someone a 6 pack of beer after giving birth? maybe i should start rocking that mullet now!

a tobogganing we will go

three days into to working out and so far so good. i think i may change my mind tomorrow. i'm gonna feel the pain, i know it.

monday jamie and i hit fitclub south and did a step aerobics class. how i was a cheerleader i'll never know. i'm so uncoordinated. left, right, over the top, mambo...what?!? right, left...what?!?

today we hit fitclub west and did a powerzone class. have you seen my arms? the ones flimsier than spaghetti? now they'll be flimsy and racked with pangs. so not looking forward to it.

aaron wanted me to get some sleds today for the weekend. tomorrow jamie and i and hopefully jennaya will test them out. i'll try and take a camera to document our tobogganing fun. for those of you from the south, these are the toboggans you ride and not the ones you wear on your head.

i wish we could have the snow without the cold. i can just feel the sickness creeping on. don't be surprised if i start complaining next week about how sick i am. it will be totally worth it.

so ill

why i decided to share this...i have no idea.

this morning i got up and gussied myself up for work. popped an antibiotic pill on my way out the door. didn't think anything of it. got to work, settled in for the day when nausau set in. i get this immediate urge to vomit. the blood just drains from my head...i run to the bathroom and sit on the toilet with my head between my legs. nothing. i go out to my car and lay down on the back seats. nothing, still feeling super sick. i go back inside and tell everyone i've got to go. grab my keys and head out the door. i get a block down the road and my lips go cold. i pull off into a restaurant parking lot and proceed to puke into a blanket in my car. yeah, i'm that nice. i refrained from grossing out the patrons of the restaurant coming out to their cars after a hearty breakfast. i get home, throw the blanket in the wash and head straight for bed. two hours later, after a nap and a warm shower, i feel 100% better. i can't even remember the last time i puked when alcohol wasn't involved. here's my moral. when something says it may cause nausau, it will cause nausau with me.

i turned in my letter of resignation tonight. no full time, no part time. i'm officially done working at the illinois times, wednesday, july 26. yeah for me. a weight has been lifted for good.