Listless

It's been a while since I've blogged. It's not that I don't have anything to say, in fact I have tons of stuff I could talk about. June has been one of the craziest months in recent memory and I don't think I've been this tired since finals week in April 2004:

This is Bekka and me minutes after finishing up our last set of Freshman year finals. Note that my dark circles extend nearly to my chin. You may find it interesting that despite being on death's door (and a short 6-weeks after being bedridden with pneumonia), I left about five minutes later to hike the Y. Ouch.

I'd like the record to show, however, that although I may be acting like a freshman again, I've learned a thing or two along the way (such as making regular use of cucumber slices so my eyes don't get that bad.)

Despite a wealth of new-found knowledge, for some reason I've felt really listless when it comes to blogging. So I'm trying the only cure outside of homemade vegetable remedies that I can think of:

Now I'm listful (:

Flashback Friday - D-Day

In honor of those soldiers who both lived and died on the beaches of Normandy, today's Flashback Friday is a little bit different. Tomorrow is the 65th Anniversary of D-Day. I have no fun facts, only respect and gratitude for those heroes.

Here's a song written by British artist John Tams paired with footage of Operation Overlord:

And you can click here to link to the U.S. Army's site for more information, including interviews with veterans who were there.

It's the freakin' weekend

The grandparentals were in town for this:

So there has been much craziness for the past few days. Not the least of which was when my mom broke one ankle and sprained the other which pushed back Flashback Friday another week. (Unless you count reminiscing about the last time she sprained her ankle at the Heaton Ranch '91 Reunion.)

But even with all the drama, it's always fun when grandpa comes, when grand[ma] comes. Hooray!

Some choice quotes of the weekend:

• "A day without a nap is a wasted day." -Grandpa
• "I don't like other people driving my car because they let people get in front. I see no reason why anyone should pass me." -Grandpa
• "Feña's fondest dream is to be related to Ward." -Taylor

That last one came when, after talking for 5 minutes with our neighbors two doors down, grandpa discovered his dad and our neighbors' great grandma were siblings. That makes us their 3rd cousins.

This pleases everyone to no end.

zero (in)tolerance

In an embarrassing lack of syzygy, me, myself and my immune system are having a bit of a spat. While me and myself are strong supporters of health and wellness, my immune system finds that (in)tolerable. Because once you're in, you're in, right?

Right. In bed.

It started with an annoying little tickle in my throat three days into my trip to Cali, but when I woke up after a 7+ hour crash post-Thursday morning flight home with a 102 degree fever I figured I better get myself checked out.

And came home with a veritable pharmacy of drugs catered toward severe allergies, ear infections, and pneumonia.

For the second time this year.

So I have literally spent the last 4.5 days in bed with my left ear glued to a heating pad, and my right hand glued to my inhaler. It's sickening.

On the plus side, I read 5 books from the tower on my nightstand. And a diet of white grape juice, water, and the occasional packet of Lipton's noodle soup (the only things I can stomach with pneumonia) didn't hurt me on the scale at all either (8 lbs.).

In summation, the only thing of note in my life right now is a truly scary pallor due to zero percent sun.

But let me share a couple Cali pics from before I got sick:

I haven't had a birthday cake in literally years, but the hotel was kind enough to send me these cute and fabulously delicious mini cupcakes for my birthday. My favorite were the carrot and red velvet cakes.

I spent about 4 hours at Disneyland the whole time I was there, but at the end of the night, Disney hooked us up with some sweet VIP seating for the fireworks. They were awesome.

And the Onion never lets me down on my birthday...

Oh, plus there was an earthquake.