Sicky Chicky

This weekend was a traumatizing one, to say the least.  After a half day on Friday, I was excited to be basking in my first taste of corporate benefits AKA the 3.5-dayweekend due to a national holiday.  However, while innocently running errands on Saturday morning, I was hit in a seriously scary car accident.  I literally flew through the air inside of my vehicle, only to be saved by my seatbelt and the center console.  Thankfully, no one was injured.

Determined to make something nice happen over the weekend, I headed for the beach.  Lying on the beach in your bikini in nice-but-not-super-hot weather = terrible plan if you have a slight head cold.  While watching the Golden Globes last night, my eyes started feeling puffy and are now requiring the ultra embarassing help of a refridgerated eye mask to take down the massive swelling.  Also, I cannot hear and my chest feels simultaneously like its on fire and full of ice crystals. 

So, all around a pretty crap weekend and not at all like I pictured corporate goons spending those paid national holidays.  The upside is that I've been able to dedicate a large chunk of time to consuming a lot of tea and reading my 2 new Martha Stewart cookbooks and I think tomorrow I may attempt to cure myself with this old fashioned chicken noodle soup recipe.  While I usually vom at the mere thought of eating poultry, I can make an exception for Matzo and CNS.  I am a big believer in the healing powers of chicken noodle soup. I always feel much better after a big bowl especially when it's homemade.

Olive's "Best of" Being Sick:

1.) Lying in bed all day in pajamas.

2.) Watching bad TV and not being ashamed because you have the "legit" excuse that your head hurts too much to concentrate on anything of substance.  (Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, Food Network, Gossip Girl, and Pretty Little Liars have been on all day)

3.) Being able to eat in bed.

4.) Having people offer to do things for you that would normally get you called a high maintenance bitch if you asked any other day.  (Like making your food and bringing it to you in bed, fluffing pillows, giving you a massage, and moving around your furniture...ok, that last one is a stretch but it actually has worked.)

5.) For the first 3 days after your recovery, everyone wants to know what your "new diet secret" is.  Most people don't think responding with "Soup, tea, and barfing!" is very funny, but screw them!  These are your 3 days to shine, be as brutally honest as you'd like. 

6.) Tea with extra honey.

Your Golden Girl,

Olive

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