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I Hab a Code id da Doze. . .

I Hab a Code id da Doze. . .

I woke up this morning thinking that the allergies were just worse than usual. Oh, heavens, no! I’m all sploogy and red and raw and sore now, and of course, can’t take anything for it. I looked all over to see if I could find the Vicks Vapo-Rub. It burns when it first goes on, but it clears the congestion. I think, though, that I threw away the jar because it’s older than I am. Hubby went to Carolyn’s Back to School Night tonight because I feel too sucky, and he’s going to pick me up a new jar.

The therapist is encouraging me to get some meds for ADD and anxiety so it’ll be easier for us to work out the things I’m stumbling over, and I really am thinking of seeing what’s out there. Just not Paxil. I was concerned because of the whole heart thing, but got a call from the cardiologist, and everything’s fine. So, yeah, it’s anxiety. In fact, as I wrote this, it felt like my heart skipped a beat. I got a list of psychiatrists from him, tried to match up his recommendations with who participates in our plan, and it’s slim pickings. The sister of a former neighbor is on the list, too – but that name would never be in the running. It would be bad to see that particular doc, I think.

I’ve been poking around the internet looking at sewing and fashion and pattern sites. I’m a little pumped (as pumped as I can be, the way my head is feeling ATM) because I also got my supplies from Atlanta Thread And Supply, and my new drafting/cutting mat is bright white, which will make tracing and marking and drafting an order of magnitude easier. I also bought the Gutterman thread chart with the actual thread, so now I’ll be able to order the exact right color for my fabrics. I have some stuff I want to do tomorrow besides sewing, but making something new is definitely on the list for this week.

Sooooo Tired, but OK

Sooooo Tired, but OK

Last night’s meetup was just me and Steve, but he gave me some hints as a Meetup veteran on how to get things more active, so that’s on the agenda.

Last night’s sleep was pretty poor. Add to the normal wakeups the fact that it’s awfully hard to sleep with sticky things all over your chest and wires and an electronic box to contend with. This morning was very hard, plus I couldn’t take a shower. I find it nearly impossible to start the day without one. Oh, well.

So tonight I wanted to make Chickpeas and Chana Dal with Mint Sauce, but I wasn’t able to find mint at the ShopRite. I figured I’d swing by the Stop N Shop on the way back from the doctor’s office. They didn’t have it, either. So I drove up Fischer Blvd. to the Foodtown. Nothing there, either. On to Hooper Ave/Brick Blvd – Berry Fresh Farms didn’t have cut or potted mint, but they had lovely Jersey tomatoes, strawberries, and peaches, so I indulged on those. Back on to Brick Blvd, up to the A&P in Brick Plaza. I found a nice bunch there for way too much money, but I’m set for dinner.

Even though I’d gotten what I needed, I had caught a glimpse of a sign across Brick Blvd. for “World Farmer’s Market”. . .I had to check it out. I’m very glad I did, because it’s one of those little markets with lots of hard to find ethnic produce, spices, sauces, etc., bakery bread, veggies and fruits that aren’t coated with wax and are priced lower than the supermarket. . .I now have a place to get dried chipotles, fresh herbs, bean sprouts that haven’t been wrapped in a plastic bag for weeks. . .You have to be kind of used to these places. They’re not immaculate like a good supermarket (NOT the Foodtown on Fischer Blvd.), and the shelves are not rearranged several times a day to look pretty. I’ll tell you, though, I’d rather shop there than in a store that has piped in music and infomercial TVs at the checkout (which the Pathmark in Toms River does, which is why I won’t go there again) loudspeaker announcements, and talking self-checkout registers (TR Pathmark >and< Brick A&P) that take more time to check out two items than if you stood behind someone with a full cart at a regular checkout. I can even avoid most of the worst traffic by taking Old Hooper instead of Brick Blvd.

What can I say? I get excited about good fruits and veggies and herbs and spices. I’m not going to apologize. Yum.

Weight Loss and Heart Monitor and Spanish Meetup!!

Weight Loss and Heart Monitor and Spanish Meetup!!

This morning I went in to Weight Watchers, down another 2.2 pounds. Total of 9.8, so I’ll have to wait until next week to make a big deal about losing 10 pounds at the meeting.

I went straight to the cardiologist for the sticking-on of my 24 hour Holter Monitor (I thought it was Halter, but I was wrong!) My clothing keeps sticking to the little electrodes, and two of them are right under the underwire of my bra. Ouchies. Well, it’s only until tomorrow morning. Now, the thing is, the cardiologist is sure I’m fine. The psychologist is sure that my heart palpitations are more mental than physical. The fact of the matter is, though, that they’re happening, and they’re keeping me awake when I’d really rather be asleep. So I wanted to give the monitor something to record (and I was tired anyway) so after I’d put away groceries and had lunch, I laid down for a nap. Well, in the two hours I was in bed, I woke up all startled with a racing, pounding heart three times. Take that, Holter Monitor! If nothing else, it’ll show a sudden speed up in my heart rate. Yeah, maybe nothing’s wrong, but at least it’ll show I’m not a hypochondriac or imagining things.

After I woke up, I continued my project, which I’d gotten bored with earlier, on looking up vocabulary in Spanish on cars and driving. I blogged before about my dream, in which I was teaching a Spanish class about the parts of a car, realized suddenly I didn’t know any of the words myself, then went into the oral proficiency exam and was asked to role-play a situation involving a car accident. Well, I probably should have worked on that right after, but I still work best under pressure, even decades after college. Heh. I found a really good site where a guy who works in the VW factory in Mexico described the entire design/assembly/quality control process from start to finish, and also found the driver’s manual in Spanish for the state of Arizona. I have three pages of really helpful words and phrases, and I’m taking copies with me to my first Spanish Language Meetup at the library tonight. Woohoo! I’m hoping that it’s going to be a fun evening!