March 14, 2007

Nothing

I have been ridiculously sick since the weekend. The only way it is possible for me to not go through a box of tissues every five minutes is if I take cold medicine. I don’t do well on cold medicine at all. Even if I take the child’s dose, cold medicine equals coma for me.

Apparently Benadryl also kills creative juices because I have absolutely nothing to say, unless of course you’d like to hear about how many tissues I’ve been through in the past few days or the fact that I could really use someone to flip the covers on and off me at 5-minute intervals throughout the night because the chills/hot flashes are coming at about that frequency.

Yes, it has been a fun week. I am almost completely convinced that Lil C’s allergic reaction gave me such stress that it sent me spiraling into a sinus infection/flu/allergy nightmare. (She is now 100% fine by the way, and thank you for all your reassuring comments and concern.)

I’ve noticed a lot of bloggers opening up the floor and asking readers what they’d like to know. So since I am lacking any and all material this week and since karate class is looking like it won’t be happening this week, I invite you to pose a question to Black Belt Mama. I can’t guarantee I’ll answer them all, and I really can’t guarantee that I’ll even remember writing this post because, well, Benadryl. But if there’s something you’re dying to know, ask away in the comments section or email me at bbm at blackbeltmama dot com. I’ll answer the questions in an upcoming post.

And please, ask me something because I really don’t want to have to, in a Benadryl induced semi-conscious state, create questions to answer because you were all too lazy to help me out. In the interest of me not having to create my own pathetic questions, I’ll provide links to your blog if you ask one. So ask away. . .

And that about does it for today. Where’s my Benadryl?