The Dateable Dork

Hope everyone is enjoying the holidays this year!  Here’s what’s been going on in my demented little world:

Christmas with the fam was great, but DAMN did I do a hell of a lot of cooking in the few days leading up to it.  So much cooking, in fact, that I’ve been eating take-out pretty much all the time since last Friday because I just can’t stand the thought of ever cooking again.  EVER.  The food was great, but I wore myself out!

Christmas goodies received: lots of good stuff for my kitchen that I picked out myself a few weeks earlier.  I had been holding out for YEARS on buying this stuff because I wanted to get all these types of goodies at my bridal shower, but god damn it, I’m almost 30, so screw that!  The time has come for me to have a properly equipped kitchen, married or not.  Shit, I didn’t even have basic things like a wisk or a muffin pan.  I even got a crockpot!  Yesssss!!!

Quality time with my nephews was, as usual, the best part of the holidays.  I got lots of hugs and played lots of games (including air hockey – awesome) and generally had a fabulous time.

Problem: I’ve been sick as a dog for over a week now.  Last Monday night I started feeling like shit, and things have gotten progressively worse everyday since then.  When I realized that I was getting worse instead of better after 5-6 days, I started worrying and went to the doctor to get checked out.  I was having nightmares about H1N1 or something.  Turns out I have a nasty sinus infection.  Eww.  And to top things off, I woke up this morning with pinkeye!  (Seriously, pinkeye is disgusting.)  I’ve had just about every symptom I can think of, except nausea (thank god for small favors).  I feel like shit, and I’ve spent almost all of my two-week vacation from work half-dead on my couch.  Is THIS what I saved up my vacation days all year for???  Really?????

Kind of a bummer.  I had a handful of exciting vacation-y plans that have all been canceled due to my death plague, but I’m hoping to at least squeeze in a few of them this coming weekend, assuming I can function as a normal human being by then.

The good news: While on house arrest (due to not being able to get off the couch AND being crazy contagious), I’ve actually managed to complete some small home improvement projects that should have been done years ago.  For example, today I dragged myself out of the apartment to get a space heater, which has been making me a very warm and happy DD all day.  I also moved my bed around to make some space for a nightstand.  Can you believe I’ve never had a real nightstand after all these years???  Ok, technically my new “nightstand” is a cheap-o closet organizer that I got on sale for $15, but it has a little drawer and I put my sex paraphernalia in it, so that qualifies as a nightstand in my book.  : )

No plans for New Year’s Eve due to my shitty illness and the fact that most of my girlfriends are away visiting their families.  Was kind of bummed out about this, but now that my apartment is all nice and warm, I’m kind of looking forward to a quiet night at home with some hot chocolate and a little project to keep me busy.

Something funny: I wound up losing my voice for several days (Christmas included), and my parents must have video of the kids opening presents with me attempting to squeak out a few words in the background.  Damn, I must have sounded like a zombie or something!  Why did I even bother trying to talk???  When I got back home, I kept running to the grocery store for soup and tylenol and getting up to the counter and forgetting that I couldn’t talk.  Many cashiers looked at me like I was crazy.  It was great.  I swear.

Finally, as for that night with NYL, I have a few more things to say about it, but I’ll save that for another post.  Long story short: no harm, no foul.  Moving on.

Happy Holidays and Happy New Year to all!  Can’t believe it’s almost 2010.  HOLY SHIT, Batman.