I am, once again, home sick. That is, I am home from work and I am sick.

With Glin draped at my side, I have been drifting in and out of consciousness for the past 48 hours or so, drinking myriad of fluids and eating life-nourishing things like chocolate chip cookies and chicken soup. Cookies have healing properties, people. Look it up.

The last time I was sick I wised up and programmed our TiVo accordingly so that I never again would be without Law & Order and Simpsons reruns on such an occasion. Of course, because I have been sick for most of the weekend and watched all of my TiVo'd programs, I'm now reduced to Felicity episodes and whatever I can scrounge up on basic cable.

So I decided to be all crazy and order a Pay-Per-View movie, thinking that if nothing else I'd kill some time before afternoon programming began, and we all know that back-to-back episodes of Judging Amy is alone worth all of the sinus pressure and pain.

Around 10:30 a.m., Mr. & Mrs. Smith began, a lovely little film starring those two kid-crazy kids, Angelina and Brad. And it was fine, for what I saw of it. Sometime around the part where Vince Vaughn shows up and Angelina busts out a whip, I started to fall asleep on the couch. And it wasn't one of those peaceful sleeps as much as it was one where I was aware of being asleep until I realized I was walking to my bookshelf and picked up the book that the movie was based on, written by, of course, Angelina Jolie, and read the dedication and noticed that I was mentioned not once but two times on that page, including a facsimile of my signature in one spot, and thought to myself, "You know, you really ought to wake up and go write Angelina an email and ask her how she's doing. You two used to be so close."

No kidding, it took me a minute when I woke up to convince myself that I've never even shared the same oxygen as Angelina Jolie, to say nothing of having had "a girls night" together as she mentioned in the dedication of her book, nice as an idea as it was.

Moral of the story? NyQuil rocks.

Posted by Erin at 01:22 PM | filed under: Odds and ends

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