Guess what? I’m sick. Again. As in, I don’t think I’ve been sick so many times (counting since last fall) in years. Not even while I was pregnant and supposedly had a low immune system from protecting the baby and all. So this go round started on Saturday night when I was clicking away on the computer and my back started to hurt. And then, when I crawled into bed, my back was really hurting and slowly, all the joints in my body started to join in on the achey chorus.

When Owen woke up all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed at 8:30 AM yesterday morning, it seriously felt like I had been run over. Repeatedly. By someone who was holding a serious grudge. And had decided to mistake my throat for a block of cheese that needed to be grated. I felt a little bit better after some Tylenol, but managed to run a nice little fever (101.5)and feel generally crappy all day long. Did I mention that its been running like in the lower 90’s here and really humid for the past week too? Yeah, the thought that I might have been running a fever didn’t even kick in until about 7pm when I started feeling like I had a sunburn and it occurred to me that I hadn’t been out in the sun…in over a week.

My husband is still out of town (lucky lucky man that he doesn’t yet realize he is), so I’ve been getting to do alot of quality couch parenting. It doesn’t help that I think Owen may or may not have this–he’s had some of the same symptoms–AND (here comes the really great part) ALL 4 OF HIS TOP TEETH ARE COMING IN AT THE SAME TIME. Oh wait–did I yell that last part? Yes, yes, I totally did. Owen doesn’t seem to have quite as bad of a time with the teeth coming in thing as alot of kids do, but that doesn’t make him any less grumpy about suddenly going from 2 teeth to 6 teeth, pretty much all at once.

Am I wrong to start looking for the locusts and flaming meteorites?

I admit it–I, like many others, am totally Googling people I used to know from high school, guys I used to date and/or had crushes on. A while back, being bored one evening, I looked up the only guy that I really dated during college. A little backstory– our relationship was over relatively quickly–I think we were a ‘couple’ for a grand sum total of just over a month.

He wasn’t a bad guy–I just felt suffocated and couldn’t figure out a nice way to say “Hey-you’re great, but you’re smothering me and I don’t want to do this anymore”. So instead, I (maturely, I might add)just started to avoid him and acted very unpleasant, hoping he would (eventually) get the hint and break it off so I wouldn’t have to do the dirty deed myself. We finally had THE talk and just like that we weren’t a couple anymore. The akward part was that previous to dating, we had all been friends in a large group. Like many a possession being divided up after a divorce, so it went after we broke up. I got peace of mind and space, he got all our friends. I was a little bitter about that part, but I moved on.

Fast forward to the present. So I looked him up online one night and lo and behold–he’s sort-of famous. Apparently he wrote something that was part of a book and decided that writing was what he wanted to do. I also found that he has a blog where he writes about (wait for it…) writing. Anyway, he seems to be doing well, is married and is a stay-at-home dad to a little boy. I’m happy for him and really, it isn’t that I’ve been over here pining away for almost a decade–I may have days where I think I want to run screaming from the house, but overall I’m really happy being married to my husband and being mama to Owen.

I do have to add two things though–1)Even though there are no pictures of him (and really, he was/is an overall nice guy and wasn’t unattractive either), I had this feeling of….I almost can’t describe it–like just a really gross, creepy crawly feeling and total relief that we didn’t end up being more serious in our relationship and getting married and the whole package deal and 2) He wrote some things on his blog that are not entirely true. Is it bad that I wanted to leave a comment saying, “Hey (Blank), that is so not true–you are too a (blank)” ? Guess I’m not entirely as mature as I pretend to be.

Don’t you just hate when you pick the wrong blog template to change and don’t realize it until after you’ve hit the button and everythings gone?

I guess this just means I needed something different, right?!!!