I don't even know what to say right now, but I thought I should update. We got our tree on Sunday. (I was going to just put up our old fake tree, but a trip to Rockafeller Center with Jon and my good friend T inspired me to get a live tree.) So we got a real tree. Our first real Christmas tree. Pretty exciting. Devan stayed up late with me, decorating and marvelling at how much Santa will love our beautiful tree. At 6am the next morning I woke to Jon shouting "OH NO! Our tree fell over!" That woke me right up. Jon did a nice job of fixing everything up and cleaning all of the broken ornaments, but the event has sort of soured me. I don't want to get into it all right now, but I have absolutely NO time to spare... so after spending hours on the tree once -- It's a huge pain in the ass to have to carve out time to do it again.

I've also been having spells of getting very sick and vomitting lately. (No, no babies.) :( But it's striking at the worst times. At my new job I was sick all day Tuesday. This is the absolute worst day of the week to be sick, as it is print day, as well as Classified day... as well as being all around busy doing many many things. We stay late on Tuesdays. Well. All day long, from about 1pm on, I was afflicted with... something. My first thought was that I hadn't eaten and had then taken medicine for the toothache that has come back (there's an infection in my jaw.) But after throwing up once in the grass near my car in the parking lot (I went out for fresh air) I felt a little better, and that should have been the end of it. But it wasn't. All day and all night -- Oh, and during the middle of all of this, T text messages me and informs me that he has found out why his body keeps producing huge bruises. Leukemia. This is terrible. Ugh. Poor T. I suddenly feel sheepish for even feeling the slightest bit sorry for myself during all of these 'run to the bathroom with my fingers crossed hoping I'm gonna make it and not embarrass myself in front of everyone' moments. I called out of work Wednesday, due to still vomitting and feeling awful and not being able to eat anything- including TUMS. seriously, aren't tums supposed to help? Turns out they do the opposite. I'm pretty sure it's a stomach flu at this point, and not my Gall Bladder which has to come out soon, and sometimes afflicts me in similar ways, but not for such an extended period of time.

My jaw has swollen up again and feels like it's being stung by about 10 Yellow Jackets right now. That's why I'm not asleep. I just burst out crying a few minutes ago because I'm so overwhelmed. Staying home sick is so stressful, and it eats at me all day long, making it very hard to relax and feel better. Allthough I did watch lots of VH1 celebrity tv today and that did help a bit in taking my mind off it. When I call out there's the moment of relief followed by panic about what my coworkers and other people in the office might think about me (i've had to call off quite a bit recently, due to Devan getting very sick 2 or 3 times since mid-October. And 1 time there was the hellish Dental appointment that left me wounded both physically and emotionally. And one day I had a Gall Bladder attack) So as I was saying, I don't want people to think I'm just screwing around and taking advantage of sick time. I'm absolutely not. I would have gotten my surgery by now if I WANTED to be out of work. A week off would be sweet, even if I was all sore)

I want to talk about something else now. Ugh. Enough complaining, right? on to knitting then. I made 2 mini sweaters as ornaments. They're so cute.

Aaaand, Jon asked me to make him a hat a couple weeks ago to match his coat. Here's a pic of that. Other than these, I've had no knitting at all.

Labels: holidays, makin' things: knitting