noodle
That's what I feel like right now.
I stayed home today because I was still running a fever-I've been sick since the weekend when I came home from the beach early. By late afternoon my fever finally broke (see, Mindi, NO BIRD FLU!), thank goodness, so I can go to school tomorrow.
Assuming I can move.
My friend Eileen has a masseuse who comes to her house. Eileen said this lady gives the best massages she's ever had, for about $5 an hour. Sounds good, I thought. You can't go half a mile without running into a spa offering massages for about the same price here, but in my two years I've never really had a truly great massage so I'd kind of given up. Still, I figured it was worth a shot since I was so achy and it wouldn't require me to actually leave my house.
Ibu Neni showed up at about 6 p.m., and by the time she left 90 minutes later, I was so relaxed and blissed out I was willing to sign over my firstborn child to her. I can barely move my fingers to type. I tried using my forehead, which required a bit less energy, but it looked like this:
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Lovely. I'm off to bed, kids.
I stayed home today because I was still running a fever-I've been sick since the weekend when I came home from the beach early. By late afternoon my fever finally broke (see, Mindi, NO BIRD FLU!), thank goodness, so I can go to school tomorrow.
Assuming I can move.
My friend Eileen has a masseuse who comes to her house. Eileen said this lady gives the best massages she's ever had, for about $5 an hour. Sounds good, I thought. You can't go half a mile without running into a spa offering massages for about the same price here, but in my two years I've never really had a truly great massage so I'd kind of given up. Still, I figured it was worth a shot since I was so achy and it wouldn't require me to actually leave my house.
Ibu Neni showed up at about 6 p.m., and by the time she left 90 minutes later, I was so relaxed and blissed out I was willing to sign over my firstborn child to her. I can barely move my fingers to type. I tried using my forehead, which required a bit less energy, but it looked like this:
bfsdbxknkb ajfdddd ojjjjjjjjjjjjokkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkhjjjjjjjjj
Lovely. I'm off to bed, kids.
posted by Erin @ 9:20 AM
1 Comments:
At Wednesday, August 23, 2006 3:31:00 PM,
Anonymous said…
That massage sounds soooooo goooood! I'm jealous - not about the fever, just the massage. You might feel even better if you sang a praise song or two.
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