This will be one of them.
The last few nights, I have been taking 2 Advil and an Advil pm and sleeping with the heating pad on my knee. Since it is the kind you heat in the microwave, I have to get up and go downstairs every so often to nuke it. Going up the stairs is painful enough but going DOWN is agony. Last night I got my jammies on, teeth brushed, face washed, lubed up on moisturizer, and settled in for my date with the heating pad. I had forgotten my stupid regular Advil (I keep the pm's upstairs but I only take one or I am groggy in the morning) which were downstairs in my purse. At this point, I was almost in tears. Back downstairs, back upstairs. Now the heating pad isn't very hot anymore. Back down again. A smart person would have used the regular electric heating pad but I don't want to bend it around my knee, possibly severing a wire and shocking the crap out of myself. I entertained the thought of getting a microwave for the bedroom, bringing the small fridge up from the basement to fill with cold beverages like beer and vodka, training the dogs to use the microwave and bring me things on command and/or hiring a full time cabana boy. I will check with my husband on these things.
A visit to the doctor is sounding easier.
I bought this Monday.
|Bobbing For Baubles|
Monday night I trimmed and filed my nails, applied cuticle oil and used my Aveda foot relief with some thick socks over my feet to let the lotion do its job. My feet look great but still no polish. It is too hard to bend my knee to paint my toenails. My cuticles look awesome though.
I tried to get Mr. Funny to let me give him a man-icure. Just a nail buffing, some filing and cuticle oil.
|I think of it as preparation for the military|
We have a strict "no video games on school nights" rule so that's going to be torture for him.
In a feeble attempt to drive my husband insane, I did a teensy bit more online shopping (I used Ulta this time, free shipping with $25 purchase, sorry Sephora). In my defense, I was out of Happy and that makes me sad.
|Each is only .24 oz.|
I think my husband has
On a related note, my husband has presented to me, the idea of opening our restaurant on Thanksgiving Day next year (we are usually closed) for a few hours and serving a traditional Thanksgiving meal to the less fortunate. We are still at the brainstorming stage but he likes the idea of asking some local well-known people to help serve, asking for volunteers to cook (our cooks, and of course they will be paid) and seeing if our food purveyors will give us some good deals on the food items and possibly getting donations from local grocery stores. Our community has always taken very good care of our business and the need here (as it is most everywhere anymore) is great. It would be so wonderful for families with no place to go or resources to provide for their families to be able to join us for a nice meal and for us to donate our food and our time. Our only concern is that if we do it once, we will feel obligated to continue every year and I am not sure if that will be possible. My mother in law had asked us to please try to make it to New Jersey every few years for the holidays but again, the 4 dogs kind of put a damper on that idea. My brother in law did offer to take the dogs (he lives at my mother in laws house now) if we went out of town but we will not leave him alone during the holidays (his 3 kids are always with their mother on Thanksgiving) so we are staying put and of course he can come have dinner with us.
I need to try to get some laundry done tonight before I pass out.