Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Movie Review


I picked up this movie as I'd seen a preview and was intrigued. For some reason, I thought it would be more of a funny love story. Turns out, not so funny. But that's okay.

In a word, it was poetic. Fluid. The music was simple, mostly piano, original and almost comparable to a heartbeat, if a movie can have one. I believe it can.

Ben Kingsley - wow. His hands. His energy. Who would not fall in love with this man?

Penelope Cruz - captivating.

Dennis Hopper - endearing. Handsome, almost.

It's based on a novella by Philip Roth called "The Dying Animal". If the read is half as good as the movie, I'll be thrilled.

This movie has inspired me in ways I wasn't prepared for. Really, I was just in the mood for a light rom-com to lull me to sleep. Maybe I'm slap-happy because the Nyquil has kicked in, or because I'm feeling much better and had an awesome and productive day.

Either way, I can't wait to go to sleep, so that I can wake up tomorrow and start planning.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Daily Totals

Orange juice = 64 fl oz.

Vitamin C = 3000 mg

Nyquil = 2 TBSP

Motrin = 600 mg

Oliver was picked up by his papa a half hour ago so he can play and I can sleep. Thanks T! And thanks for the bananas..."Will you take two bananas for this dog?" Priceless...

I am looking forward to a nice, restful night so I can tackle my training tomorrow.

Hasta maƱana.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Darn it

I might have a cold. It started coming on yesterday - I felt that airy, uncomfortable feeling in my throat, no pain, just the constant urge to clear my throat.

Today, the nagging throat thing is still here, as is just an overall feeling of ickiness. I little coughing, which is new. Also achey, tired, and the blahs.

I did not work out this morning, instead opting to stay in, out of the rain, away from more bad germs, and retreated under the warmth of my covers. It was cozy and theraputic, until somebody couldn't keep his head off of my pillow. A space invader. I do not like my space invaded, especially when I'm feeling like crap.

I did manage to play the "poor me" card and got Schnucks delivered, rather than me having to go shopping. That was nice. I am going to have some soup, peel my orange, and then crawl back under my fortress of blankets in hopes of warding off a higher level of sickness.

The rest of my day will consist of finishing my reflection paper for class, watching one of my favorite movies, "Rachel Getting Married", and napping. Also, my day thus far has been infused with the music of Pylon - it's oddly soothing and nostalgic, kind of perfect for the weather and my current state of mind. If I were to form a band, this is the kind of music I'd like to play/create.