Why am I up this early again?

Oh, that's right.  Because I spent almost all of yesterday horizontal. But more on that in a second.

Grampa came home Saturday!  He sees his regular doctor in a week, and a neurologist in two weeks.  At this point they're pretty certain it was a TIA, because they're finding no signs of ... anything, and apparently TIAs leave nothing behind. So, yay!

Now, as for me.

I'm reasonably certain (because I had a touch of it before, years ago) that I somehow managed to contract a mild case of -- wait for it -- SALMONELLA POISONING.  I'm not entirely sure where it came from, but I suspect my cookie-making activities Saturday night had something to do with it.  (Never, ever, ever nicking cookie dough again OH MY GOD EVER.)  Suffice to say I spent most of yesterday on the couch, huddled under blankets, burning up with fever.  (I'm not even kidding.  Sweatpants, sweatshirt, thick socks, and TWO BLANKETS and I was still shivering.)  About three bites into breakfast I felt suddenly, ickily full, and was just feeling... gross.  One thing led to another, and then I was on the couch, burning up, sipping water and keeping it in my stomach where it belonged.

Unfortunately, my body does not like being made to stay horizontal for quite that long, and by about five this morning I was tossing and turning, trying to find a position that was remotely comfortable.  And then I started getting hungry.  I took this as a good sign and snuck out of bed for some cereal and a glass of water.  I still feel a little feverish, but mostly weak, which is unfortunate, since I am so tired of lying down. I think Cheerios with some sliced up banana was suitably bland.  We'll see.  I didn't finish all of it, but now I'm not so insanely hungry, and it'll probably help my headache.

I think I'm going to tidy up the kitchen a bit and see if I can go back to bed.

Also, oh god,the dogs so need to be walked today.

Daily dose of the surreal

All right, so because I'm stupid, I decided to walk the dogs (against my better judgment).  It's now an hour later, I feel like death warmed over with a side of stomach cramps.

However!  LET ME TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED ON MY WALK.

First, to set the scene.  I am clad in fairly sloppy workout clothes -- a faded sport tank top and a pair of my oldest, most comfortable stretchy yoga/capri pant type... pants.  I have two dogs on-leash.  Am trying to get them to relieve themselves before we are on said walk and nowhere near a garbage can (I am a responsible pet owner who carries her own doggy clean-up bags, yes).  The dogs are walking in circles around me, and I'm basically trying not to get sick as I watch them.  Sydney does her thing.  I clean it up.

When a car pulls up and parks!  Window rolls down and I assume the driver is lost and asking for directions.  Driver says something that I cannot hear.  I ask him to repeat himself.  Still cannot hear.  Get a little closer.  STILL CANNOT HEAR.  Then he holds up a piece of paper and I finally hear "Can I give you my phone number?"

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Wait, what?

I'm picking up dog poop, and in the meantime trying not to get sick on my shoes, and this makes someone want to hit on me?  What?

I AM TIRED OF BEING IN BED

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