Tuesday, March 3, 2009

I'm Almost Back... But I'm Having Golf Therapy Today

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Yes, I'm *almost* back to blogging, but thought it best to make a slow re-entry. I'm still in the midst of barking bronchitis and coughing up chunks of my lungs, or so it often seems. The coughs shake me to the very core of my being and each one takes up to a minute or so to recover from. I shit you not. Don't get me started on the chunks I'm coughing up. It's not an attractive sight.

I've got unbearable cabin fever after having been confined to this prison I call home, for almost two whole weeks now. I need to get out and enjoy the 85 degree weather that is undeniably announcing the arrival of Spring. My lovely bed and bedding became all too familiar and I've seen every movie known to Americans (with a few international films thrown in), at least ten times each. Arrrrrgh!

I got out for the first time yesterday and went to the post office, then came home. Woo hoo! Big outing for me. I finally mailed the silver plate nightmare of a revolving tureen. Good riddance! If she isn't happy and sends it back, then I'm seriously done with it. Screw it! I spent four days polishing that monstrosity and if I ever see it again, something very ugly is likely to happen. Like death by car tires. Don't for one minute think I'm joking. I spent four days on that fucker. Four days that I did nothing else but sit at the kitchen table and polish that son of a bitch, so if the buyer isn't happy with it, then she can send it back to my friend and I'll refund her money. I. Am. So. Done. With. It.

It seriously makes me want to get rid of every piece of silver plate that I own (all wedding presents & inherited pieces, I assure you). I even allowed Mr. Snoots to give it a go and he gave up after four hours, exhausted. Never. Again.

So, you surely understand why I'm in severe need of some golf therapy. Today is my last day of antibiotics and cough medicine, so I'm taking that as a Green Light For Go. I need to get out on the links with my trusty old golf clubs, feel the wind in my hair, and do my best to chase around the tiny little ball with my tiny little clubs. Yes, apparently, I'm a glutton for all number of punishments, but I've had my fill of the indoor type for now, thank you.

This is where Mr. Snoots and I will be playing tomorrow... Our Golf Club. I've missed hacking around on the course and the weather has been like early summer already. While I've been hacking away at my coughing in the meantime, it seems the course is already greening up with all the warm weather. Which leaves me wondering what happened to our winter? And if one person says its due to Global Warming I will call that person and scream SHRIEK loudly into their ear.

Did I mention my New Year's Resolution about not cussing on my blog has gone to the big New Year's Resolution Heaven In The Sky? But, I suppose you already figured that one out by yourselves, huh? If you don't like it then you just need to go away. Forever. I've got to be me and I honestly don't have time for any more bullshit....

Baby, I've got some living to do and don't have time for small minded people. I mean, who does have time for that, really? Talk to you and be reading you soon!

17 comments:

numberonesistah said...

Awww...welcome back Snooty! I'm sorry that you've been feeling so bad for so long and just so ya know, even though I'm a nurse, I SO DON'T DO lung chunks. That's just really grody.

asthmagirl said...

So glad you are up and around Snooty! I've missed you... that's for sure. Here's hoping that whatever it is you're coughing out of your lungs takes a break so you can enjoy your game tomorrow.

I envy you your spring weather. We had thunder, lightning and hail today. Good times!

Mariah said...

Yeck... hope you are feeling better. The Golf will help, I'm sure of it!!! :) Kick your hubbies ass, that always helps!!

Mental P Mama said...

Have fun! We have a foot of new snow from Monday's storm. Global Warming's not come to Connecticut yet. So glad you are better;)

Buddha's Place said...

LMAO at Mariah..it will help! Some F bombs while playing golf always help too! Glad you feel better!
I still haven't sent your goodies...I'm not getting together to good either!

SJN said...

So glad to hear you're feeling better, but take it easy. I'll be out on the course today too, but not quite so warm here. It will be in the high 40's to low 50's but sunny. Last week I was going for high score, hopefully today I can remember how to play the game.
Have fun out there, then come home and rest your lungs!

The Incredible Woody said...

Welcome back - we've missed you!! Have a wonderful day enjoying the sunshine and feel better!!

Heather said...

I was feeling really bad for you until I read "85 degrees!" It's colder in Ohio than ever (and that weather theory I will not even mention by name, but it's BS). May warm up to 50's this weekend, but with rain. UGH!

Golf therapy is the best therapy IMHO. Have fun.

Keeper Of All Things said...

Golf????
Golf!!!!
Bud Man would golf every day if he could.

I don't golf...........but I'm willing to drive the Beer Cart!!!

Treasia said...

So happy to hear you are better and getting out and about. Enjoy yourself immensely today and live it up. No chunk blowing on the course now.

Pam said...

Man, I missed you while you were away. Glad you feel up to golfing. My mom has a magnet on her fridge that sums up golf in general (at least for her): I golf, therefore I swear! Have fun, don't overdo, and come home and rest up. I really need you to post!

Snooty Daughter said...

I'm glad you're feeling better madre! Jealous about the weather, it's raining like crazy here :'(
Miss you!!!

TSannie said...

Welcome back to the land of the golfers! Have a great time out there, and know I'm jealous. 32 with a foot of snow. Not even a day-glo orange ball would work here right now!

imom said...

I'm so glad you're feeling better and you got rid of that dreaded silver plated junk!

Even though I don't golf I checked out the link, very beautiful place and the groudskeeper can come fix my sprinkler anytime. :)

Living on the Spit said...

I am so glad you're feeling better and getting out and about.

Be you girly...I love ya!

Patricia said...

Yay golf therapy. I hate all that silver stuff too, and I don't mind cussing at all!

See if you can beat Mr. Snoots!

imbeingheldhostage said...

ooooh, considering giving up my silver plate now... it's looking a little neglected and I do NOT have four days to mess with it, and don't see me having that kind of time for another 16 years.

I hope you're feeling better, this really sounds a lot like what mine morphed into.

 

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