in which we’re infectious!

Matt and I both went to the doctor yesterday. He has pinkeye from his cold. I have an ear infection. We both have antibiotics now, and are on the road to recovery! Also, the doctor washed out my left ear. Mother of god, is that the grossest feeling ever or what? (Actually, there’s one medical procedure that creeped me out ...

irie.

We had a fantastically relaxed weekend. It involved plenty of couchtime, sudoku and puzzle-doing, housecleaning, baking, and preparing for vacation. We went to the Gophers game Saturday night (they’re having a rough streak, those Gophers, but I have infinite reserves of hockey-related faith), then to Kristin’s birthday party. That’s about the only time we left the house, actually. Matt’s still ...

better dead than red!

You know what’s depressing? How ridiculously well my work-IRA is outperforming the S&P. And that’s because there’s $6,000 sitting in the cash account. (Never fear: the minimum purchase for the fund my investment guy wants to get into is $5k. That’s why it’s sitting there.) Come on, market! You can recover! Someday! You know what’s not depressing? Everything else. Last ...

i have nose hoboes.

So, there was the matter of the 2-week cold, and the fact that remnants are still lingering in my sinuses, uninvited. However, my energy started returning somewhere around the end of last week, and that was enough to make me feel human again. I missed the gym. Now Matt’s started to feel the same way. He stayed home Tuesday, and ...