Always eat before taking....

Yesterday I discovered that one should always eat something before taking Tylenol allergy pills. Especially, when you wake up feeling like you have to hurl anyway!

It was a wonderful beautiful day yesterday... Sunny and brisk outside. I woke up feeling like my head had been run over by a freight train and then the unfortunate pill taking which resulted in a nice little reminder of how much I need to clean the toilet! I found that there was finally space in a playgroup that I've been trying to go to since January... so I said yes, not realizing that I was going to be feeling yicky. After saying yes, I ventured up to the shower, with Scianna close to my heels... She was intrigued by the shower water, but all said and done, she didn't want to have anything to do with the water that wasn't already in the tub. I got myself and Scianna dressed and then ran about throwing things into my quilted bag in preparation for the playgroup. I remembered to grab the car bill which I thrust into the mailbox, and remembered to lock the door, but I just couldn't have remembered to grab the house key? Nope! So, I didn't even realize I had forgotten the house key until I went to unlock the car. Luckily I had the spare car key in my bag--woot! I also realized at that point that my cell phone was busy being charged upstairs and out of reach, considering I'd already left my keys inside. So, being 10:00 and not having a way back into the apartment until 6:30 I set out for the playgroup.

The playgroup was good. Nice being in a house instead of a public place everyonce in a while. Scianna was thrilled with the new set of toys to play with for a while. I was thrilled to just sit and chill for a little while. The other little kids were cute. Michela was probably feeling a little threatened because everyone else was playing with HER toys. She kept getting upset with Scianna for playing with certain toys. I guess it's a good oportunity for "learning to share". After two hours of playing it was time to leave. This still left me with six hours to kill before I could get into the apartment. Great. Scianna and I ventured over to SamsClub in Greece, and got Ham, and shrimp and Chicken for Easter dinner on Sunday. We walked down every aisle and had fun munching on samples. Scianna especially liked the cheddar and gouda cheese that was being offered. I never knew that a two year old would like gouda cheese!!! After leaving SamsClub we ventured over to Wegmans to get the other things necessary to have a successful Easter dinner, and hopefully not have to go shopping until next weekend. Scianna promised me she'd be a good girl in wegmans, and she was for the most part, until we got to the checkout aisle and she insisted on climbing out of the cart. We were right near the balloon station, so she played with the ribbon, until it was time to leave. I had a near breakdown trying to figure out what ingrediants were needed for my family's special rice. My Dad was so great at making it... and now he's not here to do it. I was able to find the clams and the pimentos, but I couldn't find the same kind of flavoring paste he used... I know it was in a white container... but didn't know what section to look in. I ended up getting this stuff that I found with the boullian... "Better than boullion". I hope it will work. After wegmans it was 2:55 and that meant I still had 31/2 hours to kill before the key arrived.. at this point... I was like.. sheesh.. I could just go to Webster and get the key... So, I made a plan in my brain to do that. Before doing that though, I stopped at the mall hoping to get my own special rice pot. I thought maybe Bed Bath and Beyond would have a nice pot. Although they had nice pots, I wasn't about to spend 500 bucks on a whole pot set and it didn't look like the type of pot I was looking for was available just by itself.. and Sc ianna was starting to be a pain in the rump... so we exited Bed Bath and Beyond and headed over to Marshalls... where I found, after crawling around on the floor with Scianna, a large cast iron pot that matches the two I got for Christmas, on SALE marked down 50%!!! . I nabbed that up and carried it to the checkout where Scianna proceeded to turn into jelly and roll aoround on the floor just to torture me. However there was nothing I could do carrying a cast Iron pot that weighed as much as she does... Probably couldn't have carried both--I'm not that strong. So, finally she stood up and found a mirror to look in and I checked out, and grabbed the pot and her hand and headed out to the car. Welcome 3:30! So, into the car we go, with much protestation and to Webster to the fine establishment of Atlas music. Because I didn't know exactly how to get there, I went the long way around, but we finally made it. While I was there I acquired the key, disposed of some coke, and tried out a bassoon, which I'm hoping to nab up after a while. 2,000 for a decent student model bassoon is cheap! I realized yesterday that it's been almost 5 years since I've played a bassooon! I should get into the habit of playing music again. So little time, so many things to do! With key in hand and car full of goodies, Scianna and I headed home via 104 to 590 to 390 to 490 to 33... Another round about way! When we finally got home I decided that I needed to take the boxes and skis out of my car and put them away. I also cleaned up the car a little bit. Put the groceries away and then argueda bout what to have for dinner. If you every are stumped by this quandry you should definitely check out: "What do I want for dinner?" It doesn't actually solve the problem.. but it generates a laugh every once in a while.

Finally, Bill Gray's famous cheesburgers were decided upon; it was after 8, so no one felt like cooking. I sat on the couch nursing my headache and gorging on cheeseburgers and watching 101 dalmations which Scianna seemed to love (however not nearly as much as the Incredibles craze of late). Then I read one fish two fish red fis blue fish to Scianna. She only got 3/4 of the way through before she fell to sleep. Instead of rushing downstairs to clean clean clean I opted for a full night's sleep--for once.

So I'm off to dreamland dreaming about Robert's renting out the Dave Matthew's Band for an audience of about 100 in some small room somewhere on campus. The big day arrives and I have front row seats and something goes wrong with the room's system so they pack up and call it quits. I leave the room and see them bussing away. I was surprised that Robert's had rented them out in the first place...

This morning I woke up feeling much better (YAY!)... I immediately hop on the computer intending to check email but instead got sucked into the wonderful world of celebrity gossip, which I usually care nothing about. So, I spend half an hour trying my hand at a quiz about people I know nothing about.. and really---should I? Although, it is difficult NOT to know about the perils of Britany Spears or the craziness of Tom, Kate, and Suri.

Now that I've blogged about yesterday, it's nigh time to get on with today. On the agenda for today is planning the course of action for tomorrow... I'm going to bake a ham, make callah bread, make my family's rice, and steam up some asparagus. I also have to prep the Easter basket for the Sci Sci, and then find a hiding spot for it. Also on the agenda is the task of clean clean cleaning and sort sort sorting and beginning to pack pack pack. JOY JOY JOY! :)

And the ponderance for today, is why have I encouraged Scianna to be a chocoholic???