Punkin Head Skyped me, he was worried about us. I hadn't Blogged in a few days.
Well, one reason is we are depressed. Big Daddy's boss has become a huge asshole, and when you are a short timer that is hard to take.
The weather has been abysmal and when it gets dark at 4:30 in the afternoon, that sucks too.
Sunday morning we went to the doctor for prescription refills. That took forever as these are the most incompetent people in the world. The doctor took about 7 minutes for us both, we went in together, and then we had to go to the in-house pharmacy. Then paying. These people print more paper for bullshit than can be believed.
Next we went to Starbucks so I could get some coffee to use for my cookbook experiments. No de-caf. So we meandered downstairs to the city shop for odds and ends and got coffee there. But it is the same Lille coffee and the City Shop ground it and I do not think it is right.
Now we were off to the hospital for our flu shots. You cannot get those at the doctor's office, you have to go to the hospital. And fill out all the forms again and get more paper printouts.
After dinner last night I was freezing, shivering cold. But it was 74 degrees in the apartment. Yep, I got the throwback flu from the shot. Ran a fever all night, tossed and turned, nightmares and a huge headache. Just before I went to bed I somehow found the LSU/Ole Miss game on the sports channel. LSU took Ole Miss to the cleaners, it was embarrassing to watch, I think the final score was 52-3. So I had football nightmares all night.
I am hopeful this week will be better. Big Daddy is in Ning Hai and returns tomorrow evening. He has Thursday and Friday off so we can pretend to have Thanksgiving. And Friday is no longer an all fun day as he has a job interview at Pudong Airport at 1PM. It is a good thing he put in for vacation those 2 days.
I did get the latest Vanity Fair at the City Shop and the movie sellers are now saying they think they can get The Help in early December. As I never heard from Ron Howard on getting an advanced copy, this could be the plan.
Gotta take some more Advil and go back to bed. Oh, I forgot to tell you about my new blanket, maybe tomorrow if I feel like a human.