Down with the sickness!

I hate being sick! Last Tuesday I found myself at the family doctor at 2:30pm asking for anything to stop me from coughing so I could get my root canal at 5:00pm. He gave me some cough "pills". Who takes pills for a cough? When I filled the prescription, I asked the pharmacist just how good are those "pills". He said the codeine cough syrup was better. I had a bit of that at home. So to be safe in the dentist chair, I took a pill and a teaspoon of the syrup. Then just to be completely positive I wouldn't have a coughing fit, I tried to swallow the excess Novocaine as I was being numbed. It was a very comfortable 2 hours. I got home about 7:00pm, went to bed and back to work at 4:15am. What a trooper!

Now, a week later, I'm still not over the sickness. I was told I have an ear infection and was given the biggest, pink, horse-pill, antibiotic. I feel much better, but not 100 percent. Tomorrow will be my first "day-off" since January 13th. (Sundays don't count when you're Mormon--three hours of church, choir practice and maybe a meeting that night is not a day of rest) I did call out sick on Saturday, which made me sick. (That's not how I roll) I'm thinking the whole "get some rest" thing is a good thing. I try to sleep in till 6:30.
Of course, with me working so much, one must wonder how I manage to keep such a clean house and home cooked dinner on the table each night. Enter David! My husband is still a far better mother than I could ever hope to be. The kids grades are even better. I am so lucky. He has taken up the "protector of the neighborhood" role. There was a man parked across the street taking pictures of the houses. Dave marched out and asked who he was and what he was doing. The man said he was with "the bank". Dave asked which one and the man did not have an answer. He "encouraged" him to leave, which he did promptly. Of course Dave got his license plate number and called the fuzz. They showed up and Dave discovered an old friend is on the force. We now have a daily patrol.

We figure the guy taking pictures was with the HOA. We finished painting our chimney and he wanted "proof". The mail lady saw it all go down and mentioned that he needed to go two streets over and take a picture of the Hummer parked sideways on the driveway and rock lawn. Dave let her know that he would not be taking pictures of that because that was the HOA presidents house and they weren't subject to the same rules. Dave obviously made an impression on the fellow, we received a letter from the management company a few days ago saying that we did not do as we were told with our paint job and we owe $900.00 in fines. I'm not sure how you miss the fact that 5ft of off-white stucco is now brown. Perhaps he's colorblind. I can't wait till the next HOA meeting. There's more to the story--I'll say more when things get resolved.

All in all, things are good. We still thank our Heavenly Father for our blessings!