I am exhausted once again. :) Combined with not sleeping well and probably some good ol' PMS makes for a tired Rosie.
Last night while I was in the middle of updating here, the J Man called me...when I asked him how he was, he said he could be better. Turns out he was at the hospital in the emergency :shock: There had been an onion chopping incident.
Anyway, I hightailed outta there to see him. While I was driving, I couldn't see clearly...I attributed it to my tired eyes, but I think my glasses were really dirty.
The wait wasn't so bad, and it took me a while to be able to see his bloody injury. It wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. I got there around 10 pm and left around 12:30 am, I think??
Afterwards, we went to Two Parrots to eat. I thought I had blogged about my last time there, but actually went into no details...early Dec 2003. Paula and I didn't get home 'til 6 in the morning that time. It was a good night.
I went to Tara's mom's for dinner last night. I had some good steak, and I don't even usually like eating steak that much. She gave me some banana loaf. And Tara leaves today *sigh* We have to get on booking our trip. This is going to sound lame, but oh well. I am not as excited about going anymore because I am going to be sad leaving the J Man, even for 2 weeks. How sad am I?? And I know it's only 2 weeks. And I know I am going to enjoy being on a trip!! So yes, I am ridiculous.
Paula leaves for Europe tomorrow. Her plans of moving there for a year or more has been whittled down to traveling for 2 months :lol: I told her about my night last night, including the part where I had a laugh attack because some lady let out a little fart. I was embarrassed that I could not stop laughing hysterically. I kind of put my head down and covered my face to I could at least laugh quietly. I felt so juvenile, but I think it was the surprise element that gave me the giggles. I thought she would have been too drunk to notice at her bbq, but she thought the J Man and I looked cute together.
I have only 2 left of my antibiotics. Oh please let me be fine by tomorrow. I think those urinary tract numbers are making my abs feel weak. I *hate* taking meds.