sick... again

sitting at home tonight, feeling like crap, on round, what, like 5? of antibiotics since moving to denver.  this time i've got a swollen thing in my throat that caused my doctor to say, huh, i've never seen anything like THAT before.  which is exactly what you WANT to hear, when you go to the doctor.

so i'm feeling sorry for myself, which generally equates to, stuffing myself sick.  yesterday was 1) a going away day (it wasn't really a party, it was just donuts) for a colleague, followed by 2) an anniversary party for my boss (involving an enormous cake) and followed by 3) an anniversary dinner at a fabulous restaurant (complete with dessert).  i ate more yesterday than i probably ate in the entire week preceding.  then today i ate three gigantic cookies.  so i'm deciding NOT to get on the scale in the morning.

i feel so tired, and beat down.  early to bed tonight, and hoping for a brighter day tomorrow.


in other (and supremely more important) news, my sweet friend goldielocks lost her beloved aunt this past weekend.  she's so sad- we're all so sad for her and with her.  death is never gentle- it wrecks your heart every time. and it never fails to remind you of what's really important- namely, the people in your life, and the experiences you share with them.  my weight, and the balance of my bank account, are not truly the measures of my life, and are not the things that will be remembered when i am gone.  while i strive to get my sh!t together, i also want to strive to be a better friend, a better sister, a better daughter, a better auntie.  my thoughts and prayers are with goldie, and my love is with you all.

sweet dreams...