Anyway, his Little wanted to go for a swim today (it’s been hotter than a huckabuck here the past few days) so they are actually here at our community pool. We’ll all be grilling hotdogs for dinner on the back patio. I am actually excited to be included. Mostly they do things out about town. Not that there’s anything weird about his hanging out here, I have met his mom and went along on the Twilight movie night (which was a big time!). In fact his mother is well aware of who I am in Richard’s life and is cool with it. In fact she let Richard come out to her son, which I think is amazing! Where was I? Oh, so I was in charge of stopping at the store and getting hotdogs. I was sooo concerned. Like what to get, will he eat it, and all that. So I got traditional Ballpark Franks (ew) and a gourmet type jalapeno sausage for Richard and I. When they arrived here I was showing Richard what I got and his little, spying the jalapeno sausages, was all “I’ve had those before, they are really good!” I literally was like O.O. He’s twelve. I never imagined he’d have eaten, let alone liked such a thing. Lesson learned. In fact, he’s like a little adult in a lot of ways. The boy is an excellent conversationalist! He can keep you talking and actually STEER a conversation if it gets quiet or awkward, which I have witnessed on more than one occasion. It’s freaky at first cause he’s so young but you get used to it. He’s an amazing kid. It’s funny cause Richard was expecting a troubled youth when he signed up. A kid that might be emotionally damaged or worse. Instead he got an intelligent, well brought up, social yet lonely boy that in my opinion is a perfect match.

OMG. I should make sure that the patio furniture has no bird poop. Later.

So I went on about making plans for Monday (today) while he arrived home and was directly off to bed. After an hour he texted me (yes, from upstairs. We do that). He wanted his temperature taken. So I headed up. 103.2 degrees. He was radiating heat. I was worried, but he thought it was a 24 hour thing. I was still thinking too much sun and booze. Today he still felt bad but went to work. He ended up not going out with us tonight. When I got home he was much worse. He had tweeted about “a hole in his tonsil” so I looked in his mouth with a flashlight. Sure enough there is a sore there. Now I don’t have tonsils so looking in someone’s mouth that has them kinda is gross. It was a labor of love. After much google-ing and photo viewing we are 97% sure it’s tonsillitis. Way more symptoms than strep and he has like ALL of them. It’s almost a perfect match, but he IS going to the doctor tomorrow.

Anyhoo, since I stopped my antibiotics due to a crazy rash situation, (which is much better now, thank you) I got him taking the rest so he will be un-contagious faster. (Google said what I was taking is will work on tonsillitis.) Since I don’t have tonsils I am pretty sure I won’t get it, plus I still have the antibiotics in my system for another day, but still… Ew. I may be camping on the couch tonight yo. I just got over some long sickness. I am not signing up for another!

Keep my boy in your thoughts though. He is feverish and in a bit of pain. Thanks.

Retail. It’s a labor of love. Why else would I ever be okay with that shift? (Well, not EXACTLY ok, but it’s fine. I have plans later Saturday.)

So I have my coffee ready and timer set. I have all my bathroom stuff in the guest bath since Richard will be sleeping. I got my outfit all laid out. I filled my water bottle. What else? I wish I could pre-make my whole lunch, but that will take some prep work in the morning (I mean later on) LOL. I feel like I’m going crazy. I am not even tired. In fact I feel good and woulda done my cardio except for I had planned on being in bed at 6.

Oi vey. Maybe a Cosmo will help? Tea? Sleepy tea?

Where I fail is when I get home. That’s when I get into the chips and salsa. Which is fine, we get pretty healthy chips. But chips lead to cheese. Dinner is normally healthy, but working retail it’s not everyday. So I can graze on chips and crackers and cheese twice a week if I’m not careful! So I am basically a Daytime Dieter. It’s been working ok so far… but to reach my goal of being BELOW 200 pounds I have to stop that. OR do cardio daily, which works for me *when I do it*. It’s just daily… That’s like Every Day. Gross.

Anyhoo. That’s on my mind tonight. Ugh.