Holy Guacamole April 28, 2009

So, I rarely check my stats. Mostly because I write this blog just as a way to write down things that are interesting/puzzling/funny/irritating to me.  If people read it and are entertained by it, great,  I LOVE for people to read what I write. That being said, it doesn’t really matter to me if 1 person reads it and is entertained, or if 20 people read it and are entertained. So I don’t pay a whole lot of attention to my stats.  (Partially because I am too lazy to wait for it to load.)

This morning though (still in the throes of sickness) I did decide to look at them. And uh, y’all?

I was freaking FLOORED.

Yesterday my page had 405 views.

405?

That’s huge to me!

I know, I know, to the big-time bloggers, that’s nothing, a drop in the hat. But for me, someone who doesn’t blog everyday, use ads, and is not thoroughly immersed in the whole blog culture (don’t get me wrong, I LOVE reading blogs), this is huge for me.

I couldn’t honestly say, but I think my top page views before then had been somewhere around 60-70 views. I can’t for the life of me figure out why anyone would find my post about being sick so interesting, or what links brought them all here, but seriously, I’m really shocked.

Can I bum a fire extinguisher? April 27, 2009

So, I am sick.

Pretty sick. And miserable. And gross.

I spent most of Saturday taking some of the tests for my teacher licensure, and then got to spend a few glorious hours fishing at the lake with D.  I sort of knew something was up when I started getting unnecessarily crabby about getting attacked by bugs after the sun went down, but figured that it was just due to not enough sleep/stressful tests.  In the car on the way back,  I decided to shut my eyes for a few minutes. Well, when I woke up, I had the WORST scratchy throat and my ears hurt. This is not totally out of the ordinary for me, as I do have allergies, so I just chalked the crappy feelings to a day outside without the aid of Allegra and not enough sleep.

Then I woke up yesterday.

I FELT LIKE I WAS ON FIRE, and CHOKING.

After being awake for a few hours, I decided that I really did need to see a doctor and I was off to the local urgent care clinic, which, Praise the Lord, is open on Sundays.  After a few hours of waiting (not that I am complaining, I was just happy they were open, and I felt so shitty I didn’t care where I was) the Doc determined that I have a throat infection. So, back home for rest, fluids, and feeling like I was being burned alive. Seriously.

I’m not sure what germs have invaded my body, but really, if they could just leave, that would be grand.  I spent the whole afternoon/night yesterday feeling like my head was reeling.  So since it made me dizzy to sit up, stand, or even lie funny, I spent most of my time laying on the couch, feeling like I was on fire. Seriously.  I have never felt that hot in my life. My temp was pretty high, but luckily, it never got so high that I really felt like something was wrong. I’m still not convinced that I don’t have a touch of the flu, because I have been really achy.

Today, I feel better than yesterday, mainly because my throat is not quite so sore and my temp has gone down to the 99.5 range, which does not make me feel like I am being burned alive. I may have to send D out to the store for some tylenol in a bit, because I have already taken the max dose of ibuprofen, according to the bottle.  (Apparently you aren’t supposed to take more than 6 in 24 hours.  Had I read those instructions, I would not have taken 3 at one time.) I don’t usually take tylenol (just because I feel like ibuprofen has more of an effect on me) , so the only bottle of it that I could find expired like 2 years ago. Oops.   I should also probably eat something besides skim milk with ovaltine in it (which my WONDERFUL mom bought for me yesterday, thanks mom!) but I really don’t have an appetite at all.  I don’t know, it’s like I WANT to eat, but everytime I start to eat something (other than popsicles, skim milk with ovaltine, and sprite) it’s like my stomach just clams up and says “uh-uh, no way in hell, not right now”.   Which sucks, because I think part of the dizzy feeling is from plain old not eating.

I hate being sick.

If you know me in real life, STAY AWAY (except for poor D, who is not sick, but contaminated already) I would REALLY feel like shit if I gave this to anyone else.

Oh, did I mention that NO, I did NOT get sick when it was 18 degrees F outside here, but I DID get sick when it was sunny and 85?

Damn.

Numerous Things, None of Which Really Have Anything To Do With One Another April 23, 2009

So,  even though I don’t really watch that much tv (don’t get me wrong, I have no problem with tv, but I just never seem to be around/awake when the shows I like come on) I do watch the news in the mornings. Which, really, half the time, is not so much for the news factor, but it helps me manage my time better, i.e., if I see that the local news is going off and Good Morning America is coming on, then I know that I only have about 30 minutes or so til I need to be out the door).

One thing that caught my attention the other day was the big drama between Miss Cali and Perez Hilton. Now if  you know me, you probably already know what I think, but hey, it’s my blog, I can write what I want.  I’m going to have to agree with the Perez Hilton side of this.  I am a supporter of gay rights, but even if I was not, I would still say that she should have lost the competition (how I feel about beauty pageants is a whole ‘nother rant entirely, maybe for another day), strictly on the basis of just flat out prejudice/bigotry.  Why do I feel this way? Ok, what if she made a discriminatory remark about a person that is black? or Asian? Native American? Indian? Whatever?  It’s the same deal….she blatantly discriminated against a group of people, and that is just not cool.  I agree that you have a right to voice your opinions, but you never have the right to discriminate against anyone, and I don’t care who you are.  Not cool Miss Cali, not cool at all.  In my own humble opinion, I think it’s terrible that we’ve turned marriage into something that is all about sex, and not love. Everyone has a right to love and be loved, and that’s all I have to say about that.

Second order of business…so I know this woman is getting love from everywhere, but I just have to give her a shout out to- Susan Boyle! I think she is a fabulous singer, I hope to hear more from her soon.

Now onto my next controversial topic- Today I heard that the FDA just recently approved the morning-after (plan B) pills for 17 year olds without a prescription. What do I think? I think it’s a good thing, and I don’t know why anyone could be up in arms about this. Seriously. There are too many unwanted pregnancies/children, and if we can do something to help prevent this, then I say kudos to that.  Some people say that it will cause teenagers to be more promiscuous, and to that I say, “for real?” Maybe you don’t know this but, uh, a LOT of teenagers are ALREADY promiscuous, I don’t think the avaliablity of another form of birth control is going to change this. Anyone can walk into a store and buy condoms and yet, lots of teenagers don’t use them! Some people say that it’s keeping their parents from being informed about the welfare of their children. What seventeen year old would ever tell their parents they were having sex? Probably only one that was already pregnant/had gotten someone pregnant. I guess my point is that 17 year olds are not very different from 18 year olds, and are fully capable of doing whatever they want anyway. My feeling is that if we can prevent unwanted pregnancies, it’s better for everyone.

Please Explain April 21, 2009

Now it’s time for a rant social commentary here at Burning The Souffle.

We at Burning The Souffle, Inc. try our damndest never to offend anyone, but golly gee, there are just sometimes when you feel a good old fashioned get-up-on-your-soapbox sermon coming on.

This is one of those times.

First, let me preface by saying that, as a very liberal-minded individual, there are not a whole lot of things that shock, offend, or even rattle me.  Seriously. I am very much a “it’s your life, live it the way you want to” kind of person. Want to dye your hair strange colors? Go right ahead. Pierce every square inch of skin? Cool.  Tattoos? Why not?

I say that first, so you will know that I am not Miss Holier-Than-Thou, no not by any means.

Onto the issue:

When did it become ok for little girls to start dressing like hoochie mamas?

Seriously…I do NOT think it is ok for little girls to wear sweatpants with ANYTHING printed on the butt. Seriously? Ick.  I see so many little girls in t-shirts everyday that range from the mildly offensive to the flat out suggestive. Ick.  (Ex: Your Boyfriend is About to Become My Next Assignment. Ah yes, teach our girls to turn into boyfriend stealing hussies. Good one.)

When did this become ok? Why do we seem to be in such a hurry for our little girls to grow up? Why do 9 year olds need highlights in their hair?  Why would you buy your kids sweatpants with “sweet” written across the butt? It’s tasteless, tacky, and unfair to our kids.

Kids have a right to be kids, they don’t need to be made into mini-adults.

Long Time Gone

Wow, so Rachel+School=No Posts.

Thankfully (THANKFULLY) this whole mess learning experience is about to come to a conclusion (for the summer anyway) and I will effing rejoice be happy.

Another reason for no posts (why do all I write about anymore is how I haven’t posted in awhile, sheesh.)  is because I seem to have a sieve for a memory. I will think of something, then it decides to use the emergency exit of my brain, never to return again.

Anyhow, school is winding down (ok, technically it’s not winding down, it’s speeding up faster and faster and faster until it will either burst into flames or collapse in a heap.)

I just thought of what I meant to write about.