I Mean Really?

Today marks the SIXTEETH DAY since I have been sick. What gives? I went to the Doctor about four days in. Sinus infection, cold, etc etc. I got a round of antibiotics and some codeine laced cough syrup. Yeah well. That didn't help. I spent every other day the week before last at home in bed. Last week I made it to work every day feeling miserable. This week. STILL SICK. WHAT THE?

This morning I woke up with my nose completely stopped up, a hacking cough and feeling like someone drop kicked me in my sleep.

I've tried baths, showers, Vicks, cough medicine, theraflu, inhalers, nasal spray, sleep and various other tricks. Nothing is working.

PLEASE make it go away. Someone? Anyone? Light a candle, say a chant, dance in a circle, pray, cast a spell, something.

What Makes Me Happy

With all of the depressing posts I have been making lately, I figured I would jump on the bandwagon of posters and Facebookers and post about what makes me happy. I am a different sort so enjoy.

What makes me happy...

A cold glass of sweet white wine
A good book
A porch swing
Ballet
Singing
Playing the Piano
Dancing
Silence
Music
Dr. Pepper
A clean house
The way someone that loves me looks at me
Sarcasm
Art
Learning
Discovering
Writing
Hoping
Dreaming
Success

Shattered

Words can be like a bullet
The kind that only has an entry wound.
They pierce the heart
Only to bounce around
hitting every major artery and organ
until all the damage is done.

You are on life support
All hope escapes you
Something else is breathing for you

Where do you go?
Do you stay in between?
Do you let go and succumb to your injuries?
Do you fight and wake up, damaged and lost?

Happy 235th Birthday to ME (and the United States Marine Corps)

THE UNITED STATES MARINE CORPS... is 235 years of romping, stomping, hell, death and destruction. The finest fighting machine the world has ever seen. We were born in a Bomb Crater, Our Mother was an M-16 & Our Father was the Devil. Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life. I am a rough looking, roving soldier of the sea. I am cocky, self-centered, overbearing, and do not know the meaning of fear, for I am fear itself. I am a green amphibious monster, made of blood and guts, who arose from the sea, feasting on anti-Americans throughout the globe. Whenever it may arise, and when my time comes, I will die a glorious death on the battlefield, giving my life for Mom, the Corps, and the American Flag. We stole the eagle from the Air Force, the anchor from the Navy, and the rope from the Army. On the 7th day, while God rested, we over-ran his perimeter and stole the globe, and we've been running the show ever since. We live like soldiers and talk like sailors and slap the Hell out of both of them. Marine by day, lover by night, American by the grace of God.

SEMPER FIDELIS to my fellow Marines. Both active, reserves, retired and those that only spent a few years. To those that are no longer with us, Rest In Peace Brothers and Sisters.