sick and tired of being sick and tired

[dragonlady7]

The Broadway Market was a lot of fun. I took two dozen photos of the bizarre goings-on-- the beautiful hand-painted wooden eggs (they were also selling real ones), the Russian nesting dolls painted like football stars, the pig ears, the pussy willows, the chrusciki and paska, the ham hocks and pig tails, the chocolate mice (cutest thing you'd ever see, made of marascino cherries and hershey kisses with almond ears), and of course the Crazy Horseradish stand.
I also took some pictures of just a few of the Polish Pride t-shirts they had on sale. A strange small part of me wants to buy tehta one of the ridiculous ones that says "Polish Princess" on it. Except if you've never been to Buffalo, or more accurately Cheektowaga, you probably wouldn't know what was funny about the shirt.

I plan on posting the photos but need to clean off my server first and, y'know, not be lazy. Which is asking kind of a lot, in my current state.

We'd actually already bought our pierogis and Easter sausage from Redlinski's, which is over by the Walden Galleria mall, so we didn't need much. We picked up a butter lamb, though, for tradition's sake.

(We also stopped by the downtown library and Dave got 100 Years of Solitude for his class. I wanted to pick up Vol X of HoMe, Morgoth's Ring, but it wasn't on the shelf. Very sad. I got some other volume instead and probably won't read it all. (I am trying, I just can't seem to find the important stuff.))

But I got to coughing, really hard, and it made my head hurt so bad I felt sick to my stomach. We went to Parkside Candy on Main St., and the architecture was delightful, and they also had chocolate Stegosauruses, and orange-chocolate sponge candy, and raspberry-filled bunnies, so... Dave and I have remarkably compatible tastes in Easter candy (one of the earliest things he did in our courtship was send me just a whole package of black jellybeans "from the Easter bunny" because he thought I wouldn't like them and it would be a noodgely thing to do, but it backfired because I totally dig the black jellybeans, and i totally fell in love with him. Poor boy.) and so we celebrated by blowing $40 on The Most Awesome Easter Basket ever. I don't have Easter Sunday off, but I have the morning off. So we'll have to eat candy and then have a very late dinner. With just the two of us? Man, we got a lot of sausage, in that case. But his mom's out of town. (I ask you, what's the point of moving to be near family if family isn't around? But I can't get enough time off to visit mine, so here we are.) But I felt too sick to eat any of the Easter Candy-- which means it's much more likely that it'll last to actually be distributed on Easter.

Unfortunately I still feel nasty and ill. We did stop by CVS but, blinded by the 400 fucking choices of cough syrups I randomly grabbed one only to find out it's intended for kids. So I've been taking double doses all afternoon and it's been useless.
Also, the headache won't go away.

But for Friday dinner we have Stanislaus Redlinski's Homemade Cheese And Potato Pierogis, so maybe I'll feel better by then.
(In an attempt to look on the bright side: while I've been coughing so hard it hurts my brain inside my skull, it's totally toning my abs, and I've lost that five pounds that periodically shows up and then disappears. Actually I've lost another two on top of it. Wow. I'm gonna cough my way into a Kate Moss figure. (Bleugh.))

OK this CVS cough syrup is for shit. Ech. *hack* I need me some fuckin' codeine or something.