Things I heard today...

As I was walking to and from my classes today I heard the following:

1. "Dude, really, she was hanging out with a bucket all night."

2. Student #1: "Hey I need to apologize to you for last night."  Student #2: "Last night?  No you don't.  I don't remember anything from last night!"

3. "You wouldn't even believe it, I was @!*#ed up!"

And when I got to my sociology class and many of them were missing I asked, "where are all your friends today?"  The response was, "probably in bed, apparently there was some big party last night!"  To which I replied, "yeah, I know" and it freaked them all out.  When they asked how I knew I simply said, "How? Powers of observation and inductive reasoning - look it up it will be on your test."  I got a smile from most of them.

a true sick day

Apparently my ability to control my rheumatoid arthritis all the time is not possible.  For the past couple of weeks I had developed a painful limp with my right foot as some random joint (or two) on my foot - perhaps the talonvulcutor (?) has been acting up.  After my fabulous work party [where my incredible friends put in four windows and got my washer and dryer going] I was feeling a bit run down but didn't think much of it.

Yesterday (Sunday) I puttered around the house but was getting really tired [JC - this is what I'm going to be like when I'm a old lady...], and felt achy so I took prednisone for the second day which I knew would run havoc with my emotions in hope that things would calm down in arthritis land.  That night I started to feel a bit weepy and when talking on the phone with Carrie, started to relay how I started to cry when the dryer didn't work correctly - I think it needs something new with the starter - no biggie and I was fortunate to have a free dryer and managed to get my clothes washed and dried so I'm set with underwear and other things for a while.  I had a feeling today would not be so pleasant.

I just realized I'm slurping my yummy homemade carrot ginger soup - clearly all hell has broken loose in my little casa today.  So this morning I felt pretty crummy as the weather keeps changing and I believe (although there's no scientific evidence for this) that is contributing to my achy-ness and whatever I thought was allergies was clearly actually a cold.  I believe Carrie gave it to me even though I haven't seen her in weeks.

I woke up at 4:30 but refused to get up so dozed until 5:30 and decided to get up and get some work done before school.  I felt really crummy and kept dropping stuff because my hands weren't working so hot - of course I was becoming very frustrated.  About the time I was getting my lunch ready, the prednisone kicked in and I realized that not only could I not physically teach but when I was sending emails to all my students, I could hardly write and when I called in to tell my pal Angela that I wasn't coming in, I started crying.  I guess it was a good decision to stay home.

The best moment - aside from craving soup and tea which is another sure sign that I'm sick - of the day was when I actually fell asleep in the late afternoon (another sure sign I'm sick as I'm not a napper), and was dreaming that I was pulled over by the police.  I was driving and saw a cop car pull up behind me with flashing red lights and I swear I could hear a siren.  I wasn't overly concerned about it and as the cop came up to my window I leisurely rolled down the window and said, "so you probably need my registration and stuff, huh?".  The cop was pretty pissed off - of course she looked just like a cop in one of the police dramas I'd watched in the past 24 hours (but the three glee episodes wasn't enough sugar and spice to offset the crime dramas) - and told me she'd been following me for about 20 minutes.  I started to feel concerned when the phone rang in real life.  Needless to say, I was happy it was just a dream.

So my plan of doing some work in bed didn't pan out - I had a true sick day and am hoping that I can get off the prednisone after tonight or tomorrow because goodness knows I don't want to cry in class and would like to write a much more interesting blog than this.

New Exciting Feature: Guest Blogger Margie

Hey everyone - its time for a new post.  I was going to write about the fabulous VFP convention and highlights of the first week of school but instead Carrie and I have invited a guest to the blog to shake things up a bit.


[guest blogger Margie starts here]

Hey!  Have any of you seen the blog "catalog living.net"?  Well I suggested to C&K that they should do something similar but to apply it to academics.  To illustrate my idea, I've provided examples of famous sociologists below.  Enjoy!

'C' says: notice how my famous theory tied to sexuality propelled me into a fabulous job at a place with fancy bookcases.

'J' notes: once I become known as being the great white hope, I'll get a proper haircut.


[K:  hey Carrie, are we going to get in trouble for letting our guest blogger do this?  C:  as long as we don't use their names we should be ok.]

'L' demonstrates how she can see the forest for the trees.

'C': if you drink enough coffee and eat enough pie you can imagine anything.

'J' urges us to rush out into the streets and DO IT.... but don't

panic.  Remain calm, move along, there's nothing to see here - really.