Friday morning I woke up with a serious sore throat, I chalk it up to the drier weather out here in the low desert, so I just stick to drinking hot tea or suck on ice cubes that help numb my throat nicely. By the end of that night, I almost have no voice left and by now I am thinking I have been hit by a cause of laryngitis, well I am partially right I come to learn the following day, the day of my dad's 80th birthday party. I wake up that morning around 8:30a to my great nephew smacking our bedroom door with his hands and talking to us, well talking in his own little language, but it wakes us up, I turn to say good morning to Ray and the only thing that comes out is a squeak, my sore throat has turned into full fledged laryngitis, I can talk in a whisper, but this isn't going to work, as there are still a few things left to do, and add to this a fever that is starting to spike. But I muddle through until my mom returns from running errands to gather items needed for the party, and brings me cold medication. I take dayquil and promptly lay down to let it start working and I fall asleep, but I wake up to me being able to talk a little, my fever has broken and the party is just about in full swing, my cousins are wondering where I am at, they are told I am not feeling well and on that note they want to come in and see me, to which Ray finds me getting up out of bed and getting ready for the party downstairs, because there is no way in hell I am missing this party.
The party was so much fun, not only did we get to see family members we haven't seen for almost 10 years, but I got to meet some new family members, and of course, a lot of my parent's friends from either the gym or the local cafe in town. My mom when she sent out the invitations did say no gifts, but with our family and of course, their friends they promptly ignored that and did just the opposite. So my dad got a Glenfiddich sample bottles of 12, 15 and 18 years old from one of his gold buddies, another bottle of single malt scotch (a nice large bottle, the only one that dad said we could have some of, as he thinks it's too strong for him, but we are not to touch the Glenfiddich, if we do, we will lose body parts LOL). All in all it was a wonderful party, with a lot of cousins and I plotting to start a yearly family get together, instead of meeting up when there is either a funeral, wedding or birthday, as those seem to be the only times we get to see one another and as my cousin Eileen said, that just won't work.
Well, I am going to head off to bed, or at least lay down and wait for my recent dose of cold meds to kick in, hoping that tomorrow I won't sound like a squeak toy or worse, not be able to speak at all and maybe have the strength to go out and see a couple of movies that we both want to see and to also get out of the house before I end up beating the ever loving crap out of my sister or end up telling her where she can shove her "I am always right and you are always wrong" attitude, I love her to death, but I swear she's going to find out the hard way I am not going to let her do this crap anymore, she already got a taste of it and last time I saw her she was pointedly ignoring me. -snorts- Anyway, we will be flying home on Friday, but won't reach our place until probably Saturday afternoon, as we will be staying in a hotel overnight, as there is no way we would let anyone drive to Philly at night, no way in hell right now, not with the crap that has been going on lately, with all the shootings. So I will touch base when we get home and settled.
True, I will drop you a line sometime later this week, would love for you to call, but you would be wasting your minutes.
I will find a way to get in touch with you one way or another, still trying to figure out our new cell phone, thank goodness for a computer to borrow as it seems our laptop is useless, will explain that later as well. Love you True! -hugggggggggggggggles-
To my family, know that you are loved and missed very much and I miss being in camp roleplaying with you all, but I shall return soon. Love to you my family, if it weren't for you, I really do think I would be stark raving mad right now.
