The things in my head go 'round and 'round

In one week I will be sitting in the drivers seat of a Dodge Caravan traveling at just a bit over the posted speed limit, still being passed like I am standing still by the rest of the populace, heading for North Carolina.

Just the sound of that makes me wistful.

Sun, sand, heat, ocean breeze, alcohol, a fine cigar, good cooking, family, no internet.

What?

NO INTERNET????

Yes, the house we chose this year does not have internet. Not until I pushed the button that sealed our reservation, did I find this out. Silly man. In the time since I have been scouring Oak Island, North Carolina on the internet looking for a Wi-Fi hotspot that I don’t have to pay for. The only one I have found to this point has been a McDonald in Southport. I am not one to hang out in McDonalds, though to get my daily fix of internet crap I will do what I have to do.

But lets just be clear on this. If any of you know of a Wi-Fi hotspot in, or around Oak Island, North Carolina please tell me where it is. Other than the McDonalds. I already know about that one.

With that being said, starting next week you will be seeing less of me here. Please don’t freak out and desert me completely. I could go the “Guest Blogger” route that so many of my peers have gone, but I just can’t choose which of my 2 readers to hand the keys to. Both of them are so worthy. I will be taking the lap top with me so that I can write while we are on vacation, because the voices just never seem to quit talking. And that should mean a veritable flood of posts when we get back.

Any questions? Good.

Gotta go rip up some more carpeting.

Namaste.

Well, not really the weekend but it is the only two days off in a row that I am going to see before I go on vacation.

Which is in TWO WEEKS!!!!

I would like to say that I can’t wait, but the reality is that I have to wait. Because the time off starts in two weeks, not today. Unless, of course, I fake some crazy illness and take the next two weeks off from work.

Speaking of a crazy illness. Those of us who have been paying attention have known that I had an allergic reaction to poison ivy. Did the whole ER thing, got the steroids, got the benedryl, got the shakes and the mood swings. For those who weren’t paying attention, specifically the people that I work with, I did not get an infection from a tattoo. Idiots.

The people I work with seem to be some of the most un-trusting folks that you can come across. I had to leave work early on Friday due to my leg swelling up. The patch of poison ivy on the back of my leg had soaked 3 sets of bandages through with lymph that my body was making to try and deal with the poison ivy. One of my co-workers thought that it would be a neat thing to do to start a rumor that I had an infection due to a bad tat. Then when I went into work on Saturday I had to show my boss my leg to prove to him that I did indeed have poison ivy.

This is the first time in 28 years of work that I have had to prove my illness to a boss. Just makes you all warm and fuzzy inside, now doesn’t it? Paranoid people make me crazy.

With that being said, I am going to go enjoy the day. MLW, The Princess and I are going to see a movie today. Something we haven’t done as a family in forever.

L8R

So what ya been up to?

Me, I have been taking steroids. Yeah. ‘Roids. I am ‘roiding.

Prednisone, to be exact. Why, you might ask, am I doing this? Well, the story begins just about 10 days ago.

MLW and I decided that there were some ivy plants along the one side of our house that needed to be gotten rid of. And me, being the way that I am, got in the middle of the stuff and started ripping and tearing. Soon I was knee deep in vegetation. And it seems that some of that vegetation was poison ivy.

Not good.

I react badly to poison ivy. Really badly.

I struggled with it for a few days, doing the cortisone spray and sterile gauze pad thing, but that came to a quick end on Friday when my leg swelled up. To twice its normal size. Which is pretty big.

Anyway, MLW took me to the ER and they gave me some prednisone, but not before I had to hear that Dr. and MLW give me what for for not paying attention. Gee, thanks.

Prednisone is pretty interesting if you have never taken it before. I have, and I never look forward to it. After taking it, my head starts racing, and I have no patience for anything or anyone. Add to that the benadryl that I am taking to make sure that I don’t itch, and you have a really nice chemical cocktail. With the steroid the voices in my head are screaming “SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTTHEHELLUP!!”, and the benadryl is telling me “Dude, take a nap.”

Such fun when you work in a retail establishment.

So that is where I have been.

What have you been up to?

Namaste.