Awesome weekend...
..except for my heart attack Sunday night; but, I'll talk about that later.
Saturday was one of those lazy days everyone dreams of having but usually never ends up having. Kody and I ran to Starbucks to meet Kevin, who then drives us home (hell if i'm gonna run both ways). On the way home i saw a chicks butt crack because her bicycle spandex shorts were old...hahahah...i love shit like that! Then we saw a front lawn covered in plastic cows and flamingos and two neighbors standing there staring at it, mouths open in disbelief. You could see the upset in their faces that there property values were plummeting and there weren't a damn thing to do about it.
Kevin dropped me off and I just kicked back and cleaned my house sloooooowly waiting for 5:00pm to roll around so i could have the best dinner ever at my friends house! and i did. and it was. We smoked, drank, chatted and i was home in bed by 10. now THAT'S a disciplined evening for me.
But Sunday really was the big day. I couldn't be hungover for that!
Me, Kevin and Kody drove to the city and did the all-day city hike. Can you tell I love that place? we walked for two hours. I was unusually tired and the walk was pretty hard for me. i chalked it up to starvation.
Finally, we found a cute little 400 sq. foot. restaurant and ordered the perfect brunch. I had avocado benedict and Kevin ordered the brandy soaked french toast. (WHY didn't i take a picture???) Kody had some too. After brunch we walked another hour to a very cool dive bar in lower Haight and had an ever-so-lovely 16 ounce fat tire. Mmmm....of course i always want one more but alas, that didn't happen. So we left.
It's always sad to me to leave the city. i absolutely adore that place. why, why, WHY can't i win the lottery???
to mask my depression, i was in bed by 8. My heart was beating really hard and that's always uncomfortable. So i tossed and turned enough to make Kody leave. Then the pain started. It was a weird feeling in my stomach area and, thanks to God, when a woman has a heart attack it is very similar to gas or indigestion. Which i have all the time. But when the pain started to radiate down my arm, i got panicky.
Which arm is it???? Which arm represents a heart attack?? Aaah...good thing i don't have to worry about that becuase it went down the other arm. and then my jaw. and then i started to sweat....
Now, the problem with me is I'm a hypochondriac AND i have anxiety so either i'm panicking, have gas or I really am having a heart attack. and Kevin had my car so i felt even more isolated. I can't call an ambulance - LORD no.
so then i just thought maybe it wouldn't be so bad to die. I wouldn't have to experience the incredible pain of the day Kody leaves me, or i wouldnt' have to go to work anymore or curse the heavens that i never win the lottery...things were lookin' up! but the sucky part was i really didn't get to sleep til 4.
and i didn't die. so that meant i was just super tired. Kevin came to pick me up at 7 to go to work and i'm like "oh heeell no"....
Today i work. Today i blog. Today my heart beats fine...
Saturday was one of those lazy days everyone dreams of having but usually never ends up having. Kody and I ran to Starbucks to meet Kevin, who then drives us home (hell if i'm gonna run both ways). On the way home i saw a chicks butt crack because her bicycle spandex shorts were old...hahahah...i love shit like that! Then we saw a front lawn covered in plastic cows and flamingos and two neighbors standing there staring at it, mouths open in disbelief. You could see the upset in their faces that there property values were plummeting and there weren't a damn thing to do about it.
Kevin dropped me off and I just kicked back and cleaned my house sloooooowly waiting for 5:00pm to roll around so i could have the best dinner ever at my friends house! and i did. and it was. We smoked, drank, chatted and i was home in bed by 10. now THAT'S a disciplined evening for me.
But Sunday really was the big day. I couldn't be hungover for that!
Me, Kevin and Kody drove to the city and did the all-day city hike. Can you tell I love that place? we walked for two hours. I was unusually tired and the walk was pretty hard for me. i chalked it up to starvation.
Finally, we found a cute little 400 sq. foot. restaurant and ordered the perfect brunch. I had avocado benedict and Kevin ordered the brandy soaked french toast. (WHY didn't i take a picture???) Kody had some too. After brunch we walked another hour to a very cool dive bar in lower Haight and had an ever-so-lovely 16 ounce fat tire. Mmmm....of course i always want one more but alas, that didn't happen. So we left.
It's always sad to me to leave the city. i absolutely adore that place. why, why, WHY can't i win the lottery???
to mask my depression, i was in bed by 8. My heart was beating really hard and that's always uncomfortable. So i tossed and turned enough to make Kody leave. Then the pain started. It was a weird feeling in my stomach area and, thanks to God, when a woman has a heart attack it is very similar to gas or indigestion. Which i have all the time. But when the pain started to radiate down my arm, i got panicky.
Which arm is it???? Which arm represents a heart attack?? Aaah...good thing i don't have to worry about that becuase it went down the other arm. and then my jaw. and then i started to sweat....
Now, the problem with me is I'm a hypochondriac AND i have anxiety so either i'm panicking, have gas or I really am having a heart attack. and Kevin had my car so i felt even more isolated. I can't call an ambulance - LORD no.
so then i just thought maybe it wouldn't be so bad to die. I wouldn't have to experience the incredible pain of the day Kody leaves me, or i wouldnt' have to go to work anymore or curse the heavens that i never win the lottery...things were lookin' up! but the sucky part was i really didn't get to sleep til 4.
and i didn't die. so that meant i was just super tired. Kevin came to pick me up at 7 to go to work and i'm like "oh heeell no"....
Today i work. Today i blog. Today my heart beats fine...
posted by Tanya Kristine at 11:43 AM
14 Comments:
i do have pix...i'll post them tonight. HOLD YOUR BREATH!!
Stop googling your symptoms on the internet....nothing good will come of it.
p.s. plus, you know that I am your hypocondriac sister.
I'm really glad you are OK-physically anyway...
I am the same way..if I see ants I think they are crawling on me, If I read a symptom soon I have it...
yay that you're okay! God, that must have been really scary....mentally, you're a complete basket case, but otherwise, you're fine! ;)
hahah...yes i know michelle...
yes. physically i suupose i am. but i'm current on my meds so i'm okay mentally too : )
yay! i love other Hypochondrics...they make my life seem not so lonely.
now beth...see earlier comment : )
mmmm - brandy soaked french toast sounds divine
Glad to hear that you're okay!
what city? SF? Sac?
You can't die before we get drunk together, k?
ahem. i have had SARS, anthrax and lyme disease. shall we start a hypochondriac's club? you can be the chairman.
thanks 'nessa...and yes..m.mm..it was delish!
SAN FRANCISCO! i tried to post pix but it woudln't let me. fucker.
okay Valerie...get your ass up here. or vice versa...
YAY!!! we have a new member to HA. SARS? damn...that's gooood.
Glad you're feeling fine TK. Must have just been gas. Fart up a storm and blame the dog.
in women sometimes the heart attacks can present in the opposite arm as men . . . it's all effed up.
i sure am glad you didn't die. cause if you did, i don't think i'd EVER find out! you'd just stop blogging and stop answering your emails and there would be nothing i coud do to find out what happened . . .
bah! this is no fun.
avacado sandwiches are nice.
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