Trying to make it....

Well, I slept fitfully after the last post. Though faye coming into the bedroom periodically was kinda cute...I think she was chasing the cats. I was coughing most of the night and was up a few times for about an hour or so cause laying down was making it worse. Plus, listening to myself wheeze is not my fav thing in the world when trying to fall asleep. I'm very tired and I think work will be a challenge but I'm gonna try to make it. Course we overslept by 20mins and I'm sure we're both tired due to my coughing..sorry honey.

For those that saw my kewl coffee shirt yesterday, you can still get one, albeit at a higher price than I paid, at Cup of Freedom. I'm gonna wear mine to the GI Joe movie when it comes out.

Well, time to slog through emails and then attempt to get a few things done. Then home to pick up the hubby and drive to the CSA to pick up groceries thanks to swordmage. All good. I'm pretty sure I will not be at practice. Which makes me unhappy. Grrr.

Made it through the day..

Made it through work but only after hitting my inhaler after lunch. It was needed. Got home and then mel and I headed to the Tucson CSA to pick up our shares. We got a bunch of arugula, potatoes, a cactus pad, onions, oranges, potatoes, beets (eewwww...I think they will be pickled ala alton brown), gorgeous eggplant, a bunch of beans and for extra we got green tomatoes. We also picked up some goat cheese feta and chipotle chile soft goat cheese. After that we headed to 17th street market and I got RHUBARB!!! There will be pie for game night! I bought about 5 pounds worth and I'll go back next week for more. Mel also picked up a couple of yellow snapper and he's steaming them up with herbs and making fried green tomatoes and onions. It smells nummy.

I'm going to contemplate the embroidery tonight and relax. The lungs are fighting me and I think a benadryl will be in the future. I'm tired and tomorrow I have to give a presentation so more rest would be good.

The Divine Comedy - Death of a Supernaturalist

"My father says there's only one perfect view -
and that's the view of the sky over our heads."
"I expect your father has been reading Dante"
See my solitude
Where once was truth now only doubt
Touch my tortured skin
Torn from within and from without
Kiss my blistered lips
My fingertips
Frost-bitten and grey
Heal my wound within
And watch the dead skin fall away
See what can't be seen
Between the table and the chair
Touch what can't be touched
The National Trust don't own the air
Kiss what can't be kissed
This is the risk we have to take
Heal what can't be healed
And feel the dead skin fall away
Only you and I
Know exactly how it feels
To unblink a narrow mind
And by doing so reveal
The obscurity of life
The intensity of dreams
Only you and I have realised
Exactly what it means
See the infant sun
Whose time has come to climb the mist
Touch the autumn sky
Burned by the supernaturalist
Kiss the purest lips
The morning slips into the day
Rising from the bed
We feel our dead skin fall away