What Were We Thinking?...

Looks like we all survived Thanksgiving, the ungodly amount of food, and those family moments when you're amazed the tree is still standing.  I totally get it.
Mine was eventful, and yes, I did eat pretty much whatever I wanted...my pancreas was pumping out insulin like a slushy machine and at some point I think I was sugar drunk.  I honestly have no clue how people eat like that on a regular basis.  I was more than ready to eat healthy the next day.

And by "next day" I mean waiting in line in Target with Kelly and Sparkles...

It was a site.
She literally looked like this all night.  ALL NIGHT.  I had to talk her out of buying that elf hat.  I shouldn't have to do that....
I have no clue why we torture ourselves staying up all night for the sake of a few gifts.  Believe me, we questioned our own sanity more than once...especially in Kohl's, as Kelly and I waited for an hour and a half in line.  The woman in front of us had a giant toy firetruck that kept lighting up and making a siren noise loud enough to make you wish you were deaf.  I was 2 seconds from destroying that thing right there. 
What a night.
We had a blast, took coffee to the face more than once, and at 8am I finally made it home and crawled in bed.

And that was pretty much the end of my normal Thanksgiving break.

Friday afternoon I started feeling weird, and by Saturday morning I could hardly take 10 steps without being out of breath or wanting to throw up.
There was that moment face-down in the toilet when I thought I might hack up my spleen, and Oscar just stared at me like I needed to just suck it up and take it like a champ.  I hated that feline right then... Like he can throw up hairballs the size of a ferret but I'm not ever allowed to be sick.
Dumb cat.
Fittingly, I later had to clean up his vomit.
Story of my life.

I spent the day in the recliner watching Hallmark movies.  Bad actors.  Bad plots.  But I figured if I felt horrible I might as well watch horrible tv.  Makes no sense I realize, and yet this is how my mind works.  It was a long day.
But my dear friend brought me some meds and soup.  Granted, she wouldn't get within 6 feet of me, but I didn't blame her.
She didn't ask what she could do she just DID.  Awesome gal.

Today has been much better than yesterday, and I was actually able to eat food for the first time since Friday afternoon.  Still have not had coffee.  Let's not talk about it.  I battled a caffeine headache from hell until about 2pm. 
If I can't have any tomorrow you might see me on the news.

Back to the grind tomorrow.  I truly cannot wait to feel 100%....yes, I probably take good health for granted until I'm face-down hovered over the very spot I've sat on.  Life is humbling at times.

Have a great night folks, and ready to roll tomorrow!

A few Thanksgiving pics...

Holiday Creeper

I woke up this morning in a pseudo-intoxicated state wondering what day it was, where I was, and if I was running late.  I was a mess for the longest 22 seconds of my life until I realized it was Tuesday, I was in fact in my bed, and 4:16 was right on schedule.  Unbelievable.  Nothing like an early morning freak-out to get the day rolling.

This work week has been a quick one.  I've got 2 golfers tomorrow and then I am "done" until Sunday. 
Honestly, I need to try and get some rest this week, but am well aware that there's a greater chance I'll be up cleaning something by 5am most days.  Those of you who are in bed and in deep sleep I curse you....am envious, but I curse you just a little.


On a Thanksgiving note...

Its been a topic for the last week or so in the gym as people gear up for family events and meals that could feed a small village in most countries.
I am always amazed by the number of people traveling for the holidays, and usually dreading some aspect of the whole experience.  Either the travel...or the actual people awaiting their arrival.
Ha....laugh to keep from crying....or drinking heavily.
Its the holidays folks.  Strap on a helmet and hang on for dear life.
We are fortunate enough to have our entire family within a 25 mile radius.  Which should scare the hell out of everyone else in that same area.  We're like a reoccurring bad rash.
While we are always expected to be at every event, its nice not to have people stay with us for days on end.  No offense to my family, but the last thing I want to see at 5am is the face of someone who is forced to use my toilet and drink my water for the sake of a holiday but secretly wishes we weren't related.
I get it.
Perhaps I'm scarred from the days when my dad would wake me up with a video camera in my face while mom sang soprano.  This was my Christmas morning.  Pretty sure its not what Jesus envisioned. 
It only took him 20 years to figure out people actually get arrested for that crap now.
Creeper.

In all seriousness though, I think its extremely important to actually LIVE in a state of thankfulness.  Its sad that we put such emphasis on it for roughly 1 month out of the year and then go on to live our hectic, nose to the grind lives. 
We miss the daily blessings. 
We miss the moments that come to define us.
We become overwhelmed by things that do not matter. 
I genuinely hope amidst the craziness of unruly relatives and sugar-hangovers, we can learn to pause and appreciate the seemingly little things that make life enjoyable, comforting, and a personal journey.

Well, I'm going to get my mind right for the next 3 days.
By Friday afternoon I will not be allowed in public.  I will have been out all night shopping and trying to refrain from using judo-moves on anyone before 3am.  After that, fair game.

Night folks!