back from the land of the lost

I am well! I am well! I left my house! I didn’t break out in a cold sweat and collapse in a pathetic pile on the floor of any florescently lit chain grocery store! Oh! And I drank a cup of coffee! For. The. First. Time. Since. Monday.

I am freaking ecstatic.

While sick I have been thinking about these things:

a) Swine flu – not a joke. Ok ok, the little sister WAS swine flu for Halloween, complete with an H1 sidekick, both wearing pig snouts and pig slippers, and that did bring a liiiiiiittle smile to our faces. But the real truth is, whether I had the phantom swine flu, or just the plain old flu, I have been SMACKED back into my place and now resume my life as a properly terrified little citizen for whom the mere mention of the word “flu” sends into a panic of hand washing and mask-wearing. It was that awful.

b) for how to make it through the increasingly dark and dreary winter: get crushes on everything. In her newest post on her personal blog, Gala Darling talks about all those ways in which she keeps her life whimsical, which made me remember MY favorite ways to keep things whimsical: get crushes on everything. I cannot repeat it enough. What better way to drag yourself out of bed on these dank wintery days then with a smile on your face because of someone new you might meet to be sweet on, or something new you might fall in love with. Lets get one thing straight: I fall in love with everything. It’s true! I can get dewy-eyed about a meatball sub. I mean, come one, what is possibly more perfect than a meatball sub, think about it. You get the idea. This WILL fill your life with joy, guaranteed.

c) fat jokes: still not ok. I mean really. Before falling to the plague, I was out to breakfast with the sweetheart, and my eyes caught this article in Details ENTITLED, “Whale Watching,” swimming on a page with words like “living large” and “the obsession with TV fatties”. Now, the article itself was not without merit. It was interesting, and about America’s current obsession with fat-related television programs, BUT COME ON, the puns? really? Fat jokes – still universally lame.

d) This week’s Body Loving Blogosphere (from the past one million years):