Presents: Wrapped and delivered.
Cards: In the mail except one for which I'm still waiting for an e-mail reply about a current snail-mail address.
Shrimp for Christmas Eve dinner: Purchased and in the freezer.
Yule wreath: Still has to be blessed.
Cookies: Baked, eating in progress.
Chips and salsa: Eaten before bedtime, resulting in graphic nightmares of marauding devices of mass annihilation. Have made note not to do this again.
Rearview mirror: Still sitting on the dashboard in the parking lot of the auto center last I checked. Plan to go nag him tomorrow if he's there.
Return of the King: Not watched, because am not driving anywhere in a car that has more blind spots than Stevie Wonder and no rearview mirror.
Body glitter: Looks best on ears, temples and eyelids.
R.E.M.'s Automatic For The People: Still MIA. Have the cassette but it's shot.
Dishes: Don't even ask.
Welch's White Grape & Peach Juice: mmmmmmmmm
Round jigsaw puzzle: Incomplete. Driving me batshit.
Maternal parental unit: Still not smoking and wishing she could. The patch is helping, though. Is taking B vitamins to help rebalance her nervous system. Has borderline pneumonia and is having some shopping and cooking done for her by yours truly so that she gets better and does not end up in the hospital. 59 ain't exactly spring-chicken years. Am glad I didn't move to another town yet.
Paternal parental unit: Also has quit smoking and quit beer, but is drinking brandy. Is a goddamn bear since giving up the pipe.
Jaw: Still clunks, in spite of heroic efforts by the chiropractor, which included applying a buffer-looking vibro-thingy to my jaw, shooting me in the face with a miniature jackhammer, and stretching my jaw muscles from inside my mouth. I may just have to piss somebody off and get them to sock me in the chops. I learned about the anti-inflammatory properties of arnica, though. Will have to purchase some.
Arms: Better now. Part of the reason for the Old Man Winter entry was that Friday I'd spent half an hour scraping ice off all my car windows that was as thick as the window glass. [On the way out of MallWart, getting in the car to go home, I knocked the rearview clean off the glass. Went in, bought some rearview mirror glue; the windshield was too cold and foggy for it to stick. Finally used duct tape to stick it on so I could drive home.] Woke up the next day and my arms were on fucking fire. It was like the entire NFL had trampled over them. Put on some muscle rub of indeterminate age, and my skin started burning. Cursed a whole bunch, washed it off, and my skin gradually returned to normal while the menthol that had already seeped in helped ease the ache some. Took some Advil, put some Olbas on later that day and was better Sunday.
And that's the straight poop, folks...
same bitch time, same bitch channel...
Salve for the day: Olbas Analgesic Salve. Contains menthol, peppermint oil, clove oil, eucalyptus oil, wintergreen oil, juniper oil, cajeput oil, and some stuff for the vehicle. Can be used for aches, sunburns, sprains, arthritis and muscle strain, and can also be used like Vicks VapoRub for coughs. Excellent for sinus headaches. Available at health food stores and maybe some larger supermarkets. Made in Switzerland, where they actually know how to make stuff.
Posted by Frida Peeple at December 24, 2003 02:41 AM