The next day, Tuesday, I woke up feeling like what couldn't get worse, just did. All the symptoms from Monday with an added bonus of nausia and vomitting. If you know me, You'd know, my friends and family call me Master Puka ( Yes, That is Puke-er, with a twist.) We used to blame it on my split Uvula (but please don't get Uvula and Uterus mixed up, happens all the time.) Which just means that little hanging bag, or punching bag as I like to call it and the back of your throat- you have one while mine is split in two. However, recently I've learned, this fun mutation has nothing to do with why I"ve throw up almost monthly my whole life. Anywho, to add to my new found excitements in my sickly body, I had to babysit this day.
REWIND!
Last year, I was hooked up with the sweetest job known to man. I babysat two kids, Olivia (8) and Zach (12) three times a week during the school year from 3:30- about 6. Now that it's summer I babysit twice a week from about 9-6. Which still people, is just grand. I get paid $10/hour and all I do is sit there, make lunch, sit there, drive to soccer, and sit there. It's seriously the best job. No nights. No weekends. Just perfection.
FAST FORWARD!
So, I got up, nearly passed out walking to the door and when I tried to grab the handle to our squeky basement door, i just started tipping over. This happened for a good 30 seconds until finally I took three baby steps towards the door, plastered myself to it then felt for the handle and turned. I went into the bathroom and got in the shower. As I was leaning over to pick up the soap, throw up sprayed everywhere. Now much to the decieving color of that phrase, all I had eaten the previous day was indeed water. So you can imagine how water throw up with some leftovers mixed with bubbly shower water looked. Not. Good. So,after cleaningn it up, I got my weak little body out of the shower adn blow dryed my hair because even I knew standing butt naked on Everest with wet hair would be torture. I threw my hair in a ponytail, and slid my glasses one. Off I was. To my excitement, Zach was at scout camp this week so it was just Olivia today. She called her friends and the entertained themselves all day, I stayed on the couch ALL DAY. They were even sweet enough to put on multiple,last minute plays for me. Including, The Bunisess Man and the Gangster, Cinderella, and The Bunny and the Hunter. I cam ehome that day and crashed on the couch. So the cycle began...
Day 3 of being sick, I woke up and actually felt a little better but it could be becasue the lingering throw up feeling was gone from the day before. But what did I do this day. Sat on the couch. Watched tv. However, much to benefit, seeing as Harry Potter 7.2 was the big news all week, ABCfamily was playing all the movies. I loved that. By the end of this day I felt much better and even made my Harry Potter shirt which read;
"No one can open the Chamber of Secrets as Weasley as Ginny can."
However, I dressed up as Snape for the premier-those pictures are coming in a later post. But! My feeling better was a huge bonus since I had my freshman Orientation-SOAR at Utah State all day the next day, not to mention a midnight movie premier. To bed I went and woke up Thursday feeling good as new minus the fact it was 4:45am. I went to SOAR with a minor headache throughout the day I felt great (Until I met my advisor who was of zero help and I wanted to murder) I came home, took a quick nap and then we started the festivities of watching 7.1, making cookies, making crazy hair and dressing everyone up in the most fastastic costumes of the night. We got home at about 3:30, went to bed by four and woke up this morning wiht nothing better then strep throat. Second time in 2 months. Death. My mom is having me go get a test for not only strep but also mono, whcih means blood and needles. My SECOND biggest fear. (Let's be honest, Earthquakes are much scarier then that.)
Anyway, the point of all of this is that each day I sat on the couch and vegged in my sicknes I watched countless hours of tv. And with tv comes commercials, Now some are funny and actually do their job of getting you excited for whatever it may be, but others make me want to make sure no one does what the commercial suggests. They're just awful. So, this is my post dedicated to the best and the worst of Commercials. ENJOY!
BEST: I'm sure most of you have seen this one but I laugh everytime. It never gets old. So watch it and Drop it Like it's HOT.
BEST: This one is also on tv a lot but most wouldn't find it that funny. My family knows that I adore this commercial. The lady screams as if she were getting murdered and the man wastes no time ripping off his shoe and just smashing that spider dead. While that other poor man just stands there in shock complete with him about to throw up at the end. too funny.
BEST: This next one is also a very popular commercial but in my many hours of tv watching I actually saw it on tv and not just on YouTube.
WORST: This commercial is so lame. I want to know who seriously would do this. No one is going to change the time of a flash mob. And if that many people were wearing trench coat, flasher coats, someone would notice. and to top it off this guys dancing is just insane.
There ya go guys! Hope you enjoyed the bset and worst commercials on tv right now. :)
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