philly expatriate

It gets worse...

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 13:42:56 GMT

Now my daughter seems to have come down with this flu, too. She has the hacking cough and sneezing that I started with on Sunday.

This morning, I started throwing up violently - even though I really hadn*t eaten anything besides a few crackers last night. My/our goal is to stay hydrated. Of course, my husband forgot to pickup more ginger ale and gatorade yesterday while at the pharmacy...I have to remind him to do that today.

On top of all the illness crud, the new troublesome next-door property owner had his contractor pull up all of the railroad ties between our driveway and his - even though my husband explicitly told him not to a few months ago. My husband came home from work so hopping mad when he saw that, he called the po-po and filed a report. Bascially, if the guy does NOT replace the ties after his construction work is done, he*s in a heap of trouble. This was just the cap my week needs. *sigh*

More disgusting illness details

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 13:40:00 GMT

I felt so awful yesterday, I called my doctor. I have had a 100.1 fever for the past 2-3 days now, although it goes down with tylenol.

Yesterday, I had a painful dry hacking cough, so he prescribed a narcotic cough syrup to stop the hacking and let me rest. I did sleep pretty well last night (despite the fact that my baseball dreams were shattered) but woke up hacking up...gunk. Green nastiness. So I called in and left another message for the doc per his instructions. I hope he doesn't make me come in to the office- I am unable to drive due to the codeine! But now I know there is some kind of bronchial infection going on.

The good news for my family? I have completely lost my voice.

The Case of the Creeping Crud

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 02:08:55 GMT

I think I got the H1N1.

I already got a shot (killed vaccine) for *regular* flu, so its not that.

I have:

dry, hacking (painful) cough
sore throat
aches
fatigue

CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!!

Adrenaline

Mon, 02 Nov 2009 05:43:24 GMT

I am wondering if I need to wean myself from fall sports: post-season baseball, hockey, college and NFL football...these are a few of my favorite things BUT the adrenaline from the ups and downs are really starting to wear me down.

I am the type of sports watcher who SCREAMS at the TV. This year, i thought that perhaps tweeting some of my gut-reactions to various plays, calls, and other happenings at game-time would be a healthful channel but it just seems to have ramped-up the heart-pumping, making them linger on a bit longer with the addition of REPLIES to my typed outbursts.

I really started following post-season baseball during the 2004 ALCS Red Sox vs. Yankees. Oh, how I was pulling for the Sox - and of course, they came back from a 3-0 deficit to beat NY and go on to win the World Series.

This year, my hero from that era - Johhny Damon - is now the enemy in a Yankee uniform. [sidebar here - is it me or has he aged significantly in 5 years? Maybe its the loss of his caveman/pirate look. He looks best hairy and scraggly, IMO]

My Philadelphia Eagles have had an uneven season, but today they stepped up and demolished the Giants - a game I would have LOVED to have seen. Sadly for me, it was not aired in the Chicago market, even though the FOX afiliate here merely played re-runs of syndicated cartoons/sitcoms instead of carrying it, likely because the Bears were playing on CBS. Radio is ok if, for example, you are in the car. But tuning in to internet streaming broadcast of a game...that just aint gonna do it for me.

Since the Blackhawks got hot last season, there is now much more game coverage - although this year I noticed that the camerawork when the games are covered by Comcast Sports has been AWFUL.

I was contemplating re-acquainting myself with basketball and try to watch some Bulls games but I think my circulatory and nervous systems may have had enough for a season...and the season(s) aint even half over yet for football and hockey!

Worst of all, my husband hates sports so I watch either alone or with my daughter, who enjoys it but usually falls asleep during night games.

I also dont like sports bars (not sure why but I despise the atmosphere) so on game day/night, I usually snuggle into the corner of my sofa and wait for the next big play before hurtling whoops and hollers at my unassuming 19-inch old-school TV.

Every Day is Halloween

Sat, 31 Oct 2009 02:52:38 GMT

I love costumes and the concept of Halloween, although I am not a horror and gore enthusiast. Many years ago, going out to the dive bars and smoky clubs of Chicago usually involved some sort of costuming ritual, including wacky patterned hosiery/tights, fake eyelashes, red lipstick, and vintage mini-dresses or replicas courtesy of the juniors department. I often remarked that my look in my early 20s was akin to 60s-era mod hooker.

Although it usually looks slapped-together, I think since high school, my outfits have been crafted (albeit, often unsuccessfully) with great forethought and occasional gnashing of teeth. Perhaps 10 years of school uniforms wrecked my comfort level with choosing my own clothing?

These days, when I venture out of the house in public, I sometimes feel that my conscious choice of virtually every item I wear, from a boot cut jean, a sturdy ankle boot, and a cardigan and embellished tee, paired with a wrapped neck scarf and accompanied by an oversized leather pocketbook is *costuming* myself. The *character* that I become is respectable upper-middle-class-housemom.

Before I assumed this role, I played *suburban commuter businesswoman* and donned sober grey suits, tiny gold earrings, and practical pumps, often tying my hair back into a rather conservative chignon.

I think I only break my current role when I go to Atlantic City in the summertime and become 40-something on vacation, looking to get into trouble but not TOO much trouble.

For me, every day is Halloween.

Everyday is Halloween - Ministry

Pumped up

Thu, 29 Oct 2009 16:19:26 GMT

That Phillies game last night was nuts - actually it was almost boring watching one so-called home run king after another get struck out by Cliff Lee.

I am supposed to attend a *cluster meeting* for all ministers of care - this means that all ministers from our area parishes are supposed to attend this presentation by a motivational speaker. It starts at 7:30 pm

World Series Game 2 starts at 7pm.

Sorry Church, I know where I am gonna be and what i will be praying about tonight!!!!!!!

Hair we go again...

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 19:22:02 GMT

I am not sure if its stress, hormone flux or aging in general but...

I am really losing my hair to the point where I now struggle to do comb-overs to hide my expanding scalp-line.

I am on an Rx medication that is supposed to lower the androgen-hormones that become dominant when the estrogen declines. Supposedly, this androgen dominance accelerates hair loss in women who are susceptible to it.

I knew it was a problem but I was ignoring it...until my husband, who rarely notices ANYTHING actually said something to me at dinner last night along the lines of, *Um, is your hair falling out? Do you want to maybe see someone about that?* I was humiliated, and it was worsened when my daughter chimed in with her agreement that *Mom, you are sort of going bald*

I set a consultation with a salon in town that specializes in hairpieces, extensions and wigs for women with hair loss. Ironically, I learned of this salon when they hosted a fundraiser for a friend who is going through chemotherapy for breast cancer. I am hoping that whatever solutions they offer are not fake-looking (I am not going to spend $$ to look like Kim from RHOA) or super-expensive (weaves and extensions can run into the thousands for the pieces and *installation*.)

But the fact is that they are talking *hairpiece*. A Lady toupee? Gah, I hope not. My current situation is embarrassing enough; I don't want to make things worse with something silly perched upon my noggin.

Here*s to Monday...

Mon, 26 Oct 2009 01:44:31 GMT

This was a terrible weekend. Whatever could go wrong or cause stress did.

By lunchtime on Friday I was shaking, so I had a very uncharacteristic mid-day margarita to calm down a bit. It was either that or Xanax, so I went with the tastier option.

Things are getting better. I still feel overwhelmed by many things. Its during these emotionally frazzling times that I really wish my priest-pal was still around. His homilies were always such a calming and encouraging source for me.

Here*s to Monday and hope for a better week.

On my own for a bit

Sun, 18 Oct 2009 22:28:21 GMT

Hubby is in Vega$ for the week, so I am home alone w. the kiddo and many pets. The good part about that? I get to slack off at evening mealtime; usually we have something from the frozen section at Trader Joes and some bag salad: Flatbreads/pizzas, microwaveable pasta dishes, Indian food, enchiladas, etc. Works for me!

Metabolic Jealousy

Fri, 16 Oct 2009 00:29:46 GMT

I have a friend in Cyberland who is a former co-worker of mine. Apparently he loves to cook and bake and thus he often posts his daily menus and recipes. It seems they are having delightful carb-heavy rich meals, paired with fabulous wines, followed by home-baked, butter-laden goodies almost every night! So, my guess was that, once a picture of them was posted, was that I would see photographic evidence of their daily indulgence. Perhaps I was even HOPING for this.

No such luck - they are both average/normal sized.You would almost never guess they are extreme foodies.

Dammit!

I cook a great deal, too and despite my occasional forays into cookie baking, I worry over how often per week I can have a dessert item that is not a small carton of *lite* yogurt or a small apple.

My internist told me a few weeks ago: your metabolism sucks.

Yeah, no sh*it!

However, it is not quite stanky enough to warrant thyroid supplements so I will continue to yearn for creamy risottos, gourmet donuts, and fried goat cheese (paired with a fab red, natch) while I read his status updates.