Sheesh!

"Some mothers are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers, but it is love just the same, and most mothers kiss and scold together."
~ Pearl S. Buck

I woke up with a cold this morning. Sinuses stuffed, lungs filled and coughing, a tad achy. What fun, eh? Been a bit of a crappy week, actually. Yesterday I cleaned up the computer and lost the Internet Connectivity. Could not get it back to save my life! Sheesh!

So I did the System Restore - which has saved my butt more than once - and LOOKY THERE! the Internet Connectivity was back! Whoop.

I pulled out the old Digital Camera my folks gave me, after they bought a very nice new one, and thought to take a nice picture of the sunrise. The clouds were absolutely spectacular, with the edges rimmed in scarlet and gold, the blue sky behind, the breeze nudging me as I stood on my small balcony, sniffling. Got two pictures, complete with roofs, downspout and telephone lines. But I know I can crop that out. And guess what? The only cable I have for this camera is one to hook it up to a television! Sheesh!

Alright, so I headed online to search for the right cable. Took an hour, but I did finally find it, and ordered it, too! So maybe in a week I can download the picture and post it ala Patrick, or Victoria.

Tuesday, at lunch, my eyes started acting up. One started focusing funny. Now, I wondered why I was seeing things as if I was way past my bedtime, but it went on and on, with me blinking my eyes and rubbing them. I finally got up and headed to the restroom to look in the mirror. Heck, I could feel something going on with my left eye! So I looked. Right pupil larger than the left! Sheesh!

I popped a few aspirins and went back to sit down. In a few minutes I was back to normal, but a bit shaken. This was a new one on me! I left work early, worried that it might happen again, but it didn't. I napped and felt better. Then I went online to do a search for those eyeball symptoms. Two finds out of all the links I came across. One is for an oncoming Migraine Headache. And the other is for second stage syphillis! Sheesh!

No help there, so I shrugged and said, "Eat smarter, fat boy. That'll fix ya up."

And so far I've been fine since. Except for this %#>*!`!! cold popping up! And a lack of desire to go shop for food. So I'll eat canned fruit, sugar-free Jello-o, and maybe some salad. Sheesh!

I did change the header image above, 'cause I get bored with the same picture, as you may have noticed. Maybe I'll go do some research on an artist. I dunno. *sigh*