Super Sick…

The Polar Vortex crept into our apartment and ensnarled me in upper respiratory hell, surrounding me in a large mass of cold, dense mucous and sinus pain.

The past four days have been challenging.

My daughter’s professional escapades were the only thing that served as an elixir.

I am loving the trophy shot of Courtny with her client and NBA great, Richard Jefferson, together at the Super Bowl.

Back to reality and a life that has been fortified by potatoes the only food I could get down and enhanced by hours of Everybody Loves Raymond.

Since MSNBC was making me more nauseous with moment by moment discussions about the deadly Agent Orange and all the damage that the junk food junkie is inflicting on America, I switched to standard programming.

Everybody Loves Raymond is hysterical, backed by exceptional, relatable writing.

It got me through 4 days of migraines, sneezing, swollen glands, body aches and hacking coughs.

I mixed things up with Say Yes To The Dress which I could only take in small doses.

Why do people bring a minimum of five terribly dressed, wildly opinionated, ghastly friends and family members to what many brides consider to be one of the most important days in their life.

The soon to be bride is usually decimated by criticism and made to cry…how special.

Who needs it!

I find the wedding dress match game process highly overrated.

I must admit to having been fortunate enough to have a prominent fashion designer create my dress.

I didn’t want a white bridal dress with a boring sweetheart neckline or a sexy see through Pnina Tornai inspired corset gown.

I had one fitting, alone and that was it.

Silly me, I had more important things to do and if people didn’t like the dress than close your eyes or vacate the party premises

Why, at the end of the appointment do Randy and his staff of bad hair day women jack the bride up with an overabundance of crappy costume jewelry.

 I assume the crowd at Kleinfeld’s are not familiar with Coco Chanel’s quote, “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance.”

On to the Super Bowl.

I had a momentary relapse as the halftime show brought on waves of nausea…Adam Levine you should be flagged for encroachment and violating good taste..,keep your shirt on. Are those tats from Maxfield?

Congratulation to 6 time Super Bowl champions, New England Patriots.

I must say the entire Super Bowl LIII package sucked…game, halftime and all the commercials.

Starting tomorrow, my goal is to tackle the demons from within and get on the road to recovery.

One Comment

  1. Beth Martin says:

    What a painful ordea!!! On top of everything, a boring Super Bowl. I agree Adam should stay dressed and make more of an effort. What’s with black rappers to give the show some racial diversity. Really???

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