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Hupdates
I am down to the teeniest tinest dosage of Lexapro possible and the ughs are back. Dizzy? Check. Nauseous? Check. Tired? Check. The computer screen is whirling around, so I went to post a really cute post I wrote ages ago about my bridesmaids….and it is gone. Poof, the computer gnomes ate it. So I was going to post pictures of our trip to the zoo….and I could not look at the screen long enough to re-size them for the blog.
In an effort to get some fresh air and try to clear out the cobwebs in my brain, I suggested we give the Olympics (The Son call them the Dum Dum Dums because of the music) a break and head outside. I know, a family project! How about we clear out the weeds over in our side yard. The Husband will chop ‘em down, and The Son and I will tote them to the curb. I knew it was bad when I heard him curse. My husband NEVER curses. Not even Damn. Or Hell. Or Bitch. (Obviously I have no problem with the aforementioned vernacular). As The Husband was cutting bushes around our air conditioner, he accidentally cut a wire instead of a branch. Damn! Hell! Bitch! We may be having a cool summer, but it is so not noneedforAC cool. He has been scurrying like a little mouse (a sweaty, pissed off mouse) from the attic to the garage to the yard to Lowes and back again. And….I just heard the AC kick back on. YAY! My Husband rocks!
So, that is why you are getting a cobbled together, barely coherent post today. Now, I am off to bed to seethe about the silver on the uneven bars. SO.FREAKING.UNFAIR. I need sleep, tomorrow The Son and I have to get up early to drive Grandpa to Capital City to get the bandages off from his corneal transplant he got today. Your prayers are most welcome.
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Yeah, that’s right. I cut the little brown wire that was entwined in the weeds in our side yard. I didn’t even see it until all of a sudden…..ZAP! the AC kicked off, immediately.
I didn’t even realize I cursed. I never do that, unless I’m REALLY PISSED OFF! And I was….so when I went to lowe’s, I not only bought replacement wire, but I bought metal flex loom to protect that stupid little brown wire(yeah, that’s the color it comes in…I asked).
If I cut it now it’ll be because I was trying to, pruning shears don’t cut metal flex loom very easily.
5 hours after the “outdoor project” started, I’m now back inside relaxing under the AC vent. How sweet it is.