February 4, 2008

Mouth to Mouth Bugs

I am going to remind you every week about the VIRTUAL SIGNING lest the date creep up on you and pass you by. IT IS SOON! We are ALREADY in FEBRUARY, did you notice? Consider yerselfs reminded for this week.

MEANWHILE, I may have mentioned 1 or 2 quadzillion times that I have been ever so slightly under the weather? What with the INFLUENZA and the bad drug reactions and then --- did I tell you – I got a secondary bacterial hateful something and went back to the doc AGAIN for antibiotics, and STILL every morning when I woke up my mouth felt COATED in a thick dried shellac-like slime-patina, the kind you get when you sleep with your mouth wide open because both nostrils are plogged, and doesn’t the coating makes you imagine BUGS with SLIME FEET have been wandering in and out of your mouth all night? No? Bet it will NOW.

You’re welcome.

This has been going on for almost three weeks. You may be tired of hearing about it, and O! BELOVEDS! I do not blame you, but LORDY I am tired of LIVING IT.

SO!

Saturday morning I woke up, and outside a little bird was peeping in a cheerful manner, and my mouth was shockingly slime free. I sprang from the bed and gamboled hopefully to the mirror. The skin around my eyes has been sunken in and brown and the whites of my eyes have been a muddy yellow. On Saturday---my skin was its usual Irish dead-white. Even the splotchy pink the HIVES had given me on loan was gone. And the whites of my eyes deserved that name. I looked like regular me instead of a monster version. I felt…SPRINGY and ALIVE.

I ran hopefully to my elliptical to see if my energy levels would match my appearance, and to my delight I roared through a joyful 45 minutes. Then I lifted weights. Then I took the dog for a walk and showered and fixed my hair and pranced around and said to Scott, I HAVE DECIDED TO LIVE! I HAVE DECIDED TO LIVE! And so we bought a HUGE bucket of chicken wings and I made an enormous crudite with everything good on it---raw squash and peppers and mushroom caps and celery and baby carrots and balsamic dip---and we had Karen and Chuck over and we played poker and I made Orange Goose-mos and lost horribly because CHUCK CHEATS and it was all DELIGHTFUL.

About one o’clock, Karen and Chuck left, and Scott and I drifted up to bed.
About three o’clock, I heard Maisy say “Mommy?....BLARRRRRFFFF.”

Stomach flu, Madge? What’s that?
Why, my dear, you are soaking in it.

HEH. Allow me to say, I have never yet EVER in my life managed to SKIP a stomach flu if one of my kids brought it home. But on the other hand…I still feel chipper. I have WHITE eye whites, I have a good appetite---a little too good, as per usual! I am right now thinking about the shrimps and the hummus with vegetable chips I plan to eat for dinner with a very crisp (and pricey) Pinot Gris, and I am thinking of these things in the hopeful, slavering manner of a person who lives on the other side of the COUNTY from nausea.

If I manage to make it to tomorrow at 9 AM without getting it, I shall pronounce myself safe. Maisy got it from a child who urped up onto the activity table on FRIDAY, and the poor poppet was sick as a dog about 30 hours later, so this thing does not mess around and gestate and pop out at you all sneaky a week later. If it comes, IT COMES. And I have No immune system working just now. HEH.

Still, I have all my crossables crossed. Maisy is back up to Warp 9 this afternoon, so even if I DO get it, it will be a short one. She said hopefully. BUT I AM NOT GOING TO GET IT. She said REALLY hopefully. Because I have plans to, OH I DO NOT KNOW, open Microsoft Word tomorrow? I was thinking I might even TYPE SOME WORDS into the save file I have named “ Rose Unraveled, draft one.” Yes, WORK! What a crazy idea. After 2.5 weeks of doing nothing but watching Gameshow network and faintly moaning, I am itching to get back in there and see what I have. Been so long since I opened that file, I will bring fresh eyes to it.

Did you see I have a working title for the new book now? Kinda slipped that in. Drove it right past you to test the effect all sly-like and tricksy like hobbitses. I think I like it. Do you think you like it?

But you didn’t notice, did you. You were too busy wondering why I would be opening such a nice bottle of wine on a MONDAY. Because it is Ash Wednesday in two days, that’s why. And then Lent, so I will be saying goodbye to wine and dessert for 40 days. We’ll see how THAT goes, too.

GAH Must run pick up the kidlets. I am not done talking about Lent and food ---more tomorrow.

Posted by joshilyn at February 4, 2008 4:03 PM
Comments

You're alive!! I'll keep my crossables crossed for you ;-)

Posted by: Beth at February 4, 2008 4:32 PM

Is Rose a knitter? Oh yes please.

Posted by: hollygee at February 4, 2008 4:34 PM

Thank you for the What's For Dinner tip; shrimps and dip and pinot gris sounds like the perfect way to shine up an ordinary February Monday evening!

And, Hmmm. Rose Unraveled. Sounds stringy, yarny, fragrant, tangled, and beautiful.

Posted by: Stephanie at February 4, 2008 4:59 PM

I like the prospective title - very evocative (as Stephanie demonstrated).

I always worry about myself giving up food for Lent. Am I doing it as a spiritual discipline, or because I want to lose weight? I hate examining my motives, they are, so often, mixed.

So I usually don't.

Posted by: Diane (TT) at February 4, 2008 6:20 PM

I did, I did, I DIIIIIIIIIIID NOTICE your sneaky little title. . .but more like, "Is THAT the title of her new book?????"

And my, oh my, you have enough energy for all of us. I think you've been sick enough for all of us too, so stay well.

Posted by: Roxanne at February 4, 2008 9:54 PM

As far as giving up things for Lent goes, didn't the last couple weeks kind of count as "time served?"

Posted by: Brigitte at February 5, 2008 5:35 AM

I like the working title, although it doesn't make nearly as interesting an acronym as TGWSS. Still, given what I remember of Rose from giA, RU (pronounced "rue" one would assume?) could be amazingly accurate! :-)

Glad you're feeling better from the plague and have decided NOT to get the stomach flu! Good decision!! Heh. Glad Maisy's feeling better too.

BTW, wine AND dessert? What, you couldn't pick just one??? Wow!!

Posted by: DebR at February 5, 2008 6:21 AM

If you give up wine AND dessert you are a better person than me.
May the stomach bug pass you by. I am praying the Strep passes me by, as it has NOT passed my small people by AT ALL. Ah, children...aren't they fun!
RU...a tease? I think you ARE!

Posted by: Amy-Go at February 5, 2008 9:38 AM

I am so happy to see a Madge reference. Only I am realizing now that I say things in front of my children that must sound to them like "Burma Shave" did to me. With old Saturday Night Live Skits standing in for Jack Benny routines.

I am so hoping that Rose will get to eat live crackers with grateful waitresses.

Posted by: Cornelia Read at February 5, 2008 10:06 AM

I did SO notice the title, and I *do* think I like it! It's intriguing. Is Rose doing the unraveling? Or is she herself unraveled? Or both?! And why now does the word "unravel" look so very weird to me? No matter -- I can't wait to read it!

Posted by: Aimee at February 5, 2008 11:18 AM

...and I'm very glad you're feeling better.

Posted by: Aimee at February 5, 2008 11:18 AM

I guess because I live overseas I'm not used to the European bugs, but I got a stomach virus twice last year. And by twice last year I mean twice in 5 months. The first time it was grossness for up to or over (I don't remember) 5 days. That's a looooong stomach grossness.


I'm praying you stay well!

Posted by: aka nik at February 5, 2008 12:48 PM

Are you out of your ever loving mind? Of course we noticed the new title! Your FTK regs are trained to gobble up every scrap of news about your WIPs. Yippee!!

I really like hollygee's theory that your new heroine might be a knitter. You could even run a contest for knitting patterns for the back of the book.

Good health and happy writing!

Posted by: Elizabeth at February 5, 2008 12:50 PM

can I go all fan blathering over ya?

Your blog is just so entertaining and i feel like i'm just sitting having a Grey Goose with ya and it makes me laugh and it makes me want to kick butt and get my book written and thanks for blogging and stuff.

Posted by: julie at February 5, 2008 6:42 PM

Good luck with the new book! I'm glad you're feeling better... Being sick like that isn't exactly productive in any way, shape or form, is it?

Posted by: Emily at February 6, 2008 12:12 AM

You will not get the stomach bug because you are brimming full of flu antibodies that will kick said bug in it's multiple stomachs. So there.

No wine and dessert when you're up here? Tea and cheeses after dinner? Hmmm...and yet, with your shining company, we'll have fun.

I do hope the unravelling - and Elizabeth is right, of COURSE we noticed! - is both literal and metaphorical. But I like lots of lovely layers.

Congratulations on being human again!

Posted by: Fran at February 6, 2008 12:45 AM