Monday, October 29, 2007

My weekend in the car

What a great weekend. Parties and performances, surrounded by friends. I lived the life of a rockstar, except a rockstar would have had a really cool tour bus and wouldn't have been alone on the trip from home to Wisconsin to Aurora to home to Wisconsin to Aurora to home. And a rockstar would have been able to sleep while some guy named Hank drove the swanky bus from town to town.

I don't think it was all the celebrations that got to me. I think it was the drive. And maybe the fever.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, turns out my near-fainting spell Saturday night had less to do with low blood sugar and more to do with illness. After the show last night, Arlene told me I was running a fever and I needed to get home. So I said my goodbyes and off I went. Once home, I took the longest bath in the history of the modern world, and slept through the night.

I'm achey, stuffy, feverish and tired today, but it will pass. And I'd do it all overy again. Just not right away.


spellcheckers anonymous said...

overy or ovary?

Glad you had a good weekend. Sorry you are sick. Take care of yourself.

maggie said...

over. and i'm too tired to fix it, so bite me. gently.